| abstract | - The large fiery orb in the sky was irritated, delivering a small heatwave to the Hidden Leaf Village below. To make matters worse, The Hokage's Nephew's own blonde, unkempt hair, was making him more overheated. The two shinobi behind him, who he encountered the boy yesterday during the Hokage's Ceremony, were there once again, each of their hands placed on each of his shoulders. They found him during the morning, stating that they had found out about his abandonment of the village, which would make him a missing ninja. Things like this were usually handled by the leader of the village, the Hokage. So there they were, knocking on the large doors of the mansion. "Doesn't help that he's your uncle, does it?" the one on the left said to him, which was followed by a short chuckle. "He's younger than me, you know that right?" Yasaki retorted sharply. The two shinobi looked at each other and smirked. "So who's spanking whose ass?" they both said in unison, hard laughter followed behind it. That was the final straw, it was too hot to make smart remarks. Quickly, Yasaki turned around and revealed his his crimson eyes which contained two tomoe. They fell on their backs, the laughter died down, they would be sleeping for a while. Awaiting his food, Seigetsu sat in his kingdom — his room — awaiting the perfect feast. Even though he had become Hokage, and his true address had been changed to the Hokage's mansion, Seigetsu preferred to return home. Because he was just dwindling down from the greatest day in his life, so Naruto gave him his wish. Seigetsu looked at his Kage's hate that sat atop his TV. To him that hat was more than just a hat. It was a halo, something that the angels above bestowed upon those worthy. "I'm proud of you, Seigetsu." K'un states entering the thought process of Seigetsu's mind. A blank void, similiar to the psyche Matatabi lived in. "I know right?! Most of this couldn't be done without you K'un." He responded with a smile that reached from ear to ear on his face. Seigetsu heard the loud bangs on the door. "Ah dang it.." Thr young Uchiha states, dashing out of his room, and jumping over the railing of his stairs. Now at the large gold doors, Seigetsu knew exactly who it was. As he opened the doors, he states. "I already know. You guys can't pay the bills this month-" As the door came open completely, Seigetsu saw that there was one person. A young male, probably a few years older than him with two people lying on the ground. "Eh..Who the hell are you?" "We really haven't met before, I'm Yasaki, your sister's son, otherwise known as your nephew." it felt weird saying that, the Uchiha in front of him was no taller than he was. "I didn't come to visit or any shit like that. These two phonies behind brought me here to speak to you, about me leaving the village a few months ago." the seriousness trailed in his voice. The shinobi continued to sleep. "Just let me in, I don't want to have to drag this bullshit any longer." It would appear as if Yasaki and Seigetsu ran parallel in height, but this wasn't the true fact. Maybe Yasaki's sharingan was jacked up, because he was clearly taller than he was. As the man in front of him sprouted his words, Seigetsu burst into laughter. "Wait. Your dukkha is dense, it's been around for some time. You're way older than I am! And you only got a two-tomoe?" Seigetsu paused for a second, he was quiet. Now in a serious mood he began to think before continuing his conversation with his "nephew". "Dark. Well, I always heard Sayuri got around. And that she had ancient secrets running around before I was born. You look like her a bit. Okay? Whatddya want? You father isn't here for child support, this is the manor of my mom and dad. How may I assist you?" Maybe his sharingan were jacked up, the deformity in his eyes had dulled some of the eye's capabilities, he didn't care about their heights though. "Yes, two tomoe. I'd like to think I'm different than the rest. I don't know how it happened, it just.. happened." he paused to look at the guy above his head, white clouds traveled calmly through the blue. After hearing Seigetsu's statement, Yasaki closed his eyes in frustration. "I didn't want to truly admit it but yeah, she got around. And to think that she and Kanatoko didn't get it in enough, every night, the house would be filled with screams of... You probably don't want to hear about that." he ran his fingers through his hair. "Wait, Uncle San' is here? and I haven't met Ayame, is she here too?" he asked eagerly, peeking inside of the mansion. Hearing the deep story of Yasaki slip through his ears, they rested and marinated into his brain. The young Uchiha only had one word to describe his nephew's situation, and he said it out loud. "Dark." Yasaki would continue asking questions, and would peak through the house anxiously like there was something on the inside for him. Seigetsu would move to cover each gap that Yasaki would be attempting to look through, before finally he grabbed him and firmly held him down. Seigetsu may have been young, but the boy possessed natural strength that some only got in their mid thirties. "Can you not? Like I don't even know you. On top of that, why would call Sannoto uncle? He's your grandfather.. I think." "Dark." The word echoed in his mind, was his story really that horrible? so what if his sharingan was deformed or his mother was as promiscuous as they get, it was all just bad luck or something, he was sure of it. However, he wouldn't let his case of bad luck get the best of them. While he peeked, Yasaki felt Seigetsu's hands tightly wrap around his arms, holding him in place. "Oh right, you're the hokage, sorry. And uh, I always call Sannoto that, or Grand San'." he replied with a calm voice, considering that he was being roughly grabbed. "Um, yeah so, it's really hot out here, and these clothes are heavy, so can I... come inside?" "Yeah, I really am." Opening the golden door wider, he held his arm out for Yasaki to walk in. Around the large mansion, were numerous maids and chefs walking around. The scent of breakfast was in the air, as Seigetsu had been waiting all morning. A butler bowed his head at Yasaki. "How are you my good sir? Could I get you something to drink?" Seigetsu wagged his hand at Sageru, giving him some sort of secret signal or something. "Oh right! Sorry, young master. Oh and also, your parents haven't returned home yet. So, you know what that means." He states walking off into the kitchen. Seigetsu hunched his shoulders. "Well, my parents aren't here. So I guess you'll have to wait around here." Amazing couldn't even describe the interior of the great mansion. Numerous people who had things to attend to, all worked under a single, young Uchiha. It was also quite busy, the amount of things happening at once made his head spin. He was then approached by a man who was dressed in clothes fit for a butler. He watched as Seigetsu gave him a signal, and the butler immediately changed the subject. As he walked off, Yasaki began to question his uncle. "A little rude, don't you think? It's like a furnace out there, why wouldn't I be thirsty?" he snapped, but he regained his composure quickly, after all, he was in the home of the hokage himself. "And uh.. I guess I can wait for them. But, I need somewhere for me to take these clothes off, I'm surprised I'm not melting." "My castle equals upstairs. Divide that by you meaning, you can't change in my room." Turning to his side, Seigetsu held his finger towards a door down the hallway that was home to various glass casings with luxurious jewels, crystals, and metals. "That there is a restroom. I don't know which one, but it's a restroom." This fact was true, Seigetsu had no idea what restroom it was he'd been pointing to. I mean, after all he lived in a mansion. One that looked down over the mansion that the Hokage rests their heads in Konoha. The young Uchiha lived most of his life coupe up in his room. Which was well, nearly a castle his own. His parents extended this one story, supremely large mansion, just to create a second floor that was equal to the base of the mansion. And it was literally only his room. "Um, okay." he walked off to the room that he thought Seigetsu had pointed to. He opened the door slowly and his eyes were blinded by the shine of the jewelry, crystals, and metals. He wasn't familiar with such luxurious items. He closed the door and undid the large overcoat that hid a striped tight shirt which traveled up his arms. He then went on to take off his scarf, the large white scarf that covered his neck. After all of that, the mirror across from him caught his eye. Yasaki hadn't checked on his face in a while, was it ugly? He inspected it all, his eye--scratch that--eyes, his nose, even his lips. Puberty was over now, but it hit him like a train when it first came. His eyes were blue, but they appeared green sometimes, he didn't know why, he didn't know anything. Yasaki came out of the bathroom six minutes later, his clothes folded properly in his hands. As Yasaki would emerge from the restroom the sweet aroma of food would slip into both of his nostrils. Eggs, bacon, toast, milk, orange juice and apple juice. Cereal of various kinds. Sitting at the table was a mouth watered Seigetsu. Staring at the food, he could sense Yasaki's dukkha come closer. No even looking at the man, Seigetsu simply stated to him. "Man.. I wish you'd walk a little bit faster. I'm starving over here." A knock sounded at the front door once more. As an accomplished sensor, Sumi had recognized her brother's chakra signature return to Konoha's general populace via a large scale technique. From there, it was simply using her own sensory abilities that she tracked him down to his present location. It did her heart good to know that he was back home once more, though she did plan on giving a punishment for disappearing without a trace. She waited patiently for the door to be opened, though she doubted Yasaki would be the one to open it.
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