August 30, 2017

Sorry for the late chapter. I just couldn't get myself to sit down and write in between my hobbies, mandatory necessities, and social life.

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I do not own Naruto. I only own the contents of this story that is not part of the real Naruto story. If there are any correlations with my story to other stories, they are coincidental and unintentional!

Enjoy!

Chapter 12 – Adventures of Two

"Sasuke you must punish the Nakamura family," he spoke to me with an intense stare. Ami-chan's family name was Nakamura.

"It's alright. I don't mind otou-sama." I grimly smiled, as my grip crushed the blanket edges.

"You were stabbed Sasuke." His eyes were lit and arms were crossed, bared with the aura of a monarch. He tried to wear a cold demeanor, but I knew he was a softie.

"I don't want to cause the Nakamura family trouble. Additionally, her family's shop is my favourite dango shop." Ami-chan was expelled from the Academy. She was going to have to live as a civilian. The number of people who knew about the incident was still within the range of control. Making a fuss out of the incident could potentially ruin her family's reputation and livelihood.

Otou-sama narrowed his eye.

"Rest," he commanded, "your appearance is not befitting of an Uchiha." He then turned and headed out the door.

Left alone in the hospital room, I felt gloomy. Nothing to comfort me except for songs of the birds perched on the tree branches outside my window.

I rubbed my eyes and slumped back into the pillow. I looked up at the ceiling and slowly closed my eyelids, with little hope for a restful nap.

"Morning little chibi!" I was abruptly awakened from my sleep, as a blur busted through my window. In all his hot body glory, was Shisui.

"Shisui-nii? Why are you here? And I wouldn't say it would be morning anymore." The sun was more along the west, which indicated the afternoon.

"I heard you got hurt and was in the hospital. Since I was free, so I decided to visit."

I glanced around. Normally, whenever Shisui appeared, Itachi-nii-sama quickly came in tow.

"Sorry little chibi. Itachi was a little busy, so he couldn't come." I downcasted.

"Awww, don't be down. Your big brother Shisui-nii is here! I also thought to share with you a little tradition to brighten your day."

"And that is?" I raised an eyebrow.

He snaked his arm under my arms, threw me on his shoulder and jumped out the window.

"Hospital skipping!" I blanked.

"Really?" I gave Shisui a blank, criticising look. Shisui jumped from one building top to the next.

"Little chibi not liking the idea?" He looked playfully disappointed, with his puffed cheeks and pouted mouth.

"No, I meant, 'really' as in do you want to get caught by shouting like that? As for the idea, hell yes! Of course, I'm down for it!" I was finally going to experience the infamous ninja hospital ditching!

"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Little chibi you still have much to learn from the great master, one of the greatest joys of the tradition is getting caught ditching" I looked at him funny, "just give it a few more moments."

I waited a few moments, and a horrific scream cried from the direction of the hospital. I imagined a nurse had come into my room with a shocked-out-of-her-mind face. She was probably about to go insane that she lost the second potential heir of the Uchiha clan. I chuckled at the thought.

"Just another few more moment and something interesting will happen." Like he said, after moments later, a bunch of shinobis dressed in the hospital ninja garbs appear behind us. On their clothes were some words I could barely make out, "Medical Retrieval Squad."

Even though my head was propped on Shisui's back and I was the only one who saw them, I knew Shisui was grinning as he declared, "Game start!"

One of the medical shinobis collided with a laundry line of underwear.

When he landed on the ground, pantyhose's, bras, and panties fell onto his head and shoulders.

Unfortunately, for him, at that moment, a civilian walked out of the door with a basket in her hands, likely to collect her dry laundry. One glance at her disarrayed undergarments and the "culprit". she cried, "hentai!", followed by a loud slapping noise that rang through the air.

Poor, poor shinobi. He probably can't ever be seen in that neighborhood again, I thought.

We hid behind a tree next to the bathhouse fence, as his fingers ran through a series of hand seals.

"Shisui-nii, what are you doing?"

"A genjutsu," he answered. Genjutsu was primarily divided into two classes, one that affected directly on living beings and the other on the environment. Since we had temporarily lost our pursuers, I assumed it was the latter.

Upon completing his final seals, he announced, "now we wait and see."

One of the unlucky shinobi who had trailed us landed into the targeted area. For some odd reason, he peeked through the hole in the fence. Having seen that he did not back away, he probably saw something essential for our capture from inside the genjutsu. Otherwise, he was either a simple pervert or an actual peeping tom, since the girl's side of the bathhouse was beyond this fence.

"Hentai! A hentai is watching the girls' bath," Shisui screamed in a feminine shrill.

"When did you place a genjustu on your voice?"

"I'm not known as 'Shunshin no Shisui' for nothing," he winked, and then lifted his chest and head as though he had a proud long nose.

The unlucky shinobi proceeded to be mobbed by the female population who had brooms in their hands.

We watched; the scene was comical. We couldn't contain our laughter.

"Shisui you must teach me genjutsu."

In between the chase, we took a short break at a shinobi shop and bought a genjutsu scroll. Not that we could not borrow from the Uchiha library, it was for comical memorial sakes.

"C-come back," he breathed, on the ground with one of his hand barely raised. Using the remainder amount of his strength, before his head and hand fell to the ground.

I poked his head with a stick several times. He did not respond.

"He's down for the count," I told Shisui. He nodded sagely before his face changed back to being playful.

"Little chibi, let this be a lesson to never faint in front a shinobi with," he pulled out something colourful, "markers." Both our smiles upturned into devilish smirks.

By the time we left the fallen shinobi in the alley, his face was marred by intricate poop, mystical beast, and "KICK ME" doodles.

I wiped away my tears, as continuous laughter came out of my mouth.

"I wish there had been more," I pouted.

"Now, now little chibi. You can still do it again anytime from when you get back to the hospital and when you are officially discharged. Don't spoil yourself too much before then."

"I'll try not too," I snickered.

We passed by a dango shop. I felt my blood go cold.

"Shisui, can I, alone," I emphasized, "visit that dango shop?" He turned in the direction I pointed. Since it was close to closing time, the shop staffs were cleaning up. The shop sign read "Nakamura Dango Shop".

Shisui took a simple glimpse before he looked me in the eyes.

In response, I persuaded, "I want to go in myself. I also have my shinobi pack with me."

He was conflicted for several seconds. Eventually, understanding surfaced on his face, but he still reluctantly said, "alright, but be careful. If I sense anything amidst, I'll shunshin in immediately." His concern was reasonable, considering that Ami-chan did stab me. However, the Nakamura family was a civilian family and I was prepared this time, so it was unlikely any danger will come out of this.

I nodded to his conditions.

My legs brought me to the shop entrance. An employee saw me and was about to open her mouth to speak before she noticed who I was. I recognized her.

"Good evening Nakamura-oba-san."

"U-Uchiha-sama," she shuddered and quickly got in front of me to bow, "I greatly apologize for my daughter's actions. If we can do anything, please tell us. My daughter is young. I have since punished and reprimanded her for her actions. If-," I cut her off.

"It's alright. I, nor the Uchiha clan, are going to take any action. However, all I request is if I can speak to Ami-chan, privately." I wore my practiced smile.

Nakamura-oba-san clearly surprised by my response, could only say, "o-ok. Ami is alone upstairs."

"Thank you Nakamura-oba-san." I headed up, not bothering to pay any attention to her flabbergasted state.

The Nakamura family lived in a building where the top floor was their home and the bottom floor was their shop. Due to Ami-chan's infatuation with me, I had visited from time to time.

The lounge room was as I remembered, walls were painted pastel brown, flooring was wood, and right smack in the middle was a kotatsu* in use. Ami-chan had laid her head on the table. Lighting was dimmed to the point I could barely make out her expression. She appeared dead to the world.

At the mere sight of her, memories rushed through my mind like a movie on a fast forwarded replay. These past few days I only had a restless night. My mind would not remain silent. It was no lie, to a certain extent, that I was traumatized.

"Ami." She suddenly perked up and saw me. Relief spread across her face.

"Sasuke-kun! You're alright!" She scrambled towards me.

"I'm really sorry Sasuke-kun! I hadn't meant to hurt you! I only meant to stab Sakura," she hissed, "to prevent her coming between us! Look what she made me do to you! Are you alright? Your eyes look very tired. Did the hospital treat you well? I wanted to come visit, but okaa-san didn't let me!"

I was perplexed as I listened to her words. Love really makes one desperate and illogical, better to cut it off at the root.

"Ami, let's never meet again." Widened eyes directed at me.

"W-what do you mean Sasuke-kun? Why are you saying that? Is it because of that girl? You know I love you more than anyone else!" She shook my arms with tearful eyes.

"If it is! I'll remove them all! All! Brother! Sibling! Friends! Anyone! Just to show you my love!" I stilled. I glared at her with cold eyes.

"You would have stabbed my brother, family, and friends if they dared to stand in your way?" My eyes burned. Chakra infused into my optical tenketsu points. She flinched.

"If you ever dare come near me again. I'll make it so that your family never sees the light of day again. I will spread the word of what you did to me. I will have you guys kicked from your home. I will have every friend or relative turn their backs on you guys. I will make it happen," I threatened.

Ami was speechless and shocked, perhaps even terrified. She likely finally understood the severity of her situation. She looked like a small weak girl. In contrast to before, It looked as if she would do anything now to save herself from me, even if it were to sell out her family.

"D-demon." She slowly backed away.

I squinted my eyes. Threats were useless; they were never the optimal solution.

"Genjutsu: Sharingan."

"I'm back Shisui-nii!"

"About time," he smirked, "But also just in time!" He wrapped his arms around my waist and everything flickered.

I held my hand on my head; it was a headache.

Once I regained my bearings, I marveled at the scenery before me. In the beautiful panned view, I saw building after building, patches of green and tiny beings squabbling around. Hues of red and orange framed it. We were on the Hokage Mountain.

"Just in time for the sunset! Ain't it nice?"

"It's pretty," I agreed. I noticed my mood brightened considerably. "Thank you, Shisui-nii."

He messed with my hair, "Itachi is a lucky guy to have such a cute otouto like you."

"And I am just as lucky to have a brother like nii-sama and Shisui-nii. One kind enough to ask one to visit me and the other willing to be bossed around with," I teased, with a playful grin.

"Hehe. I don't know what you mean." While I wore my knowing look, he adverted my gaze with a skittish smile.

"Any who. Can I ask you a question?" I asked. He turned back to face me.

"You already are. But of course, you can."

"When I was thinking back when Ami stabbed me, I thought of some what ifs. I was quite bothered. I thought, 'what if I didn't protect Sakura? What if there hadn't been just Sakura, but two people I had to protect? What would have happened if I could only save one? What would have happened if it was nii-sama and Sakura?'", I paused, "I was honestly scared. What would you do Shisui-nii?"

Shisui looked at me seriously; he probably had not expected such a difficult question.

After few pauses he opened his mouth to speak, "I would find another route. I would try to find another route that could save both of them."

"And if there wasn't?"

"I would go with the numbers."

"Numbers?"

"It might sound cold, but from a shinobi's perspective, it is my duty want to protect the people of Konoha. If one of them could ensure the survival of many others over the other one, I would save that one."

"I see," I said solemnly. "The sunset is beautiful. I wish it could be like this forever."

"Me too. Me too, little chibi." He grinningly messed up my hair.

Shisui passed away one week later.

Kotatsu* – Japanese table with blankets outwards from along its edges. Underneath the table is a heat source, normally generated by charcoal or an electric heater.