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Fanfic: Kaito Uchiha ~
Chapter: Chapter 1: Every beginning is difficult.
Every beginning is difficult.
"The Uchiha are a clan that is plagued by tragedy. Whether it is greed for power or the course of fate - it is time they recognized their place in this world". - Akio Uchiha
"You have no idea what it is like to be a real Uchiha!", It echoed from a small adjoining room, which apparently served as a storage room. With an annoyed look, a rather tall man rummaged through some boxes - and judging by his face, not particularly successful. 'Where are these damned ones ...' Even before the boxes were made into chipboard, a delicate hand passed over the man's shoulder. With a slight sigh, he turned away from the boxes and scratched the back of his head. “Do you know where we got the raincoats?” A low chuckle could now be heard “Certainly... And already packed.” The man who was known by the name Takeru Uchiha turned around and looked directly into this blue eyes that he'd lost himself in 20 years ago. "And you tell me that now, Miss Uchiha?". The pretty woman answered Takeru's sentence with a mocking look. "You really have no idea what it is like to marry a true Uchiha, do you?" Takeru restrained his temper. A cheek, the Uchiha are the largest clan in Konoha and beyond. And a woman dares to talk about him like that ?! It was obvious that Takeru was angry about this statement. Kyoko, Takeru's wife, couldn't help but smile. "You with your pride". Before the Uchiha could answer anything, his anger was soaked up. Kyoko, who was now on tiptoe, kissed her husband carefully on the forehead. "Come on, stubborn, we have everything". Without another sentence she turned and strutted out of the room. Takeru, on the other hand, stared after her for a while, until he had caught himself again and pushed the boxes together again. "Women," he muttered as quietly as possible. After this was done, he went out of the closet with his head held high again. "I heard that!" It hammered in his ears. Takeru was struggling to keep his balance. But damn it, she couldn't surprise him like that. After all, he was an elite ninja, cop and womanizer! Fortunately, Kyoko couldn't read minds - hopefully. "These women have ears like wild hares and lungs like a bull elephant willing to mate." Some time passed. In this some wooden boxes of all sizes were loaded onto a large wagon. Well, actually only from Takeru, because his wife, as always, had disappeared into the house. Incredibly exhausted, the black-haired man then stomped back into the house and braced himself on the kitchen counter to make it clearer. "I think ... we have everything," Takeru stuttered exhausted to himself. He himself saw his acting skills as a rarity, all others as extremely amusing. "But you are so strong a man". Kyoko played along with his game, since she had seen through him since entering."Should I give you something to drink and you lie down? Not that you have overworked yourself..." The last sentence was a clear allusion to the domestic duties that Takeru barely or not at all fulfilled. "Yes, I think...", Takeru said from exhaustion, "that's a good idea". Absolutely satisfied with his performance, the Uchiha then shuffled into the living room and fell like an anvil into the couch. It didn't take long before Kyoko joined him and sat down on the armrest - a glass of an effervescent tablet in her hand. "Here, calcium and vitamins. You'll need them when we leave." The Uchiha took the glass with a brief growl. Maybe she was right, because the way to Kiri was no walk in the park. Quite apart from the weather, or all the insects, or even the stony road, it was a beautiful village. Takeru took a quick sip at the rim of the glass until he almost died of breath. That taste ... it was just indescribably horrific! With a distorted mine he put the glass on the table - and would never touch it again. "What's going on? Doesn't my strong man like it?", Kyoko whispered pretended. 'Because of not tasting it, you know exactly how it tastes! 'The black-haired man quickly glared at his beloved wife until he got up again and stretched. It wouldn't be long before they left. It was certainly not a vacation, rather a kind of "relationship maintenance" as far as the two countries are concerned. And he absolutely couldn't understand how one can look forward to such a journey. Kyoko at least seemed excited about the departure. I wonder why? "So my dearest, I will then do my job again". Kyoko nodded to him satisfied - no man could withstand her "drink"! Just as Takeru was about to leave the room, he looked at the floor quite nicely. Or rather, at waist height. And from then on he looked into the same eyes as his wife, maybe even more beautiful. Kyoko also looked in his direction with a smile. "Where do the babies come from?" With this question there was suddenly an eerie silence in the Uchiha's home. Kyoko cracked his tongue while grinning so as not to break the seriousness of the situation. Takeru, however, looked at his son as if in a trance, almost as if he hadn't understood his question. "Exactly, where do the babies come from?", Kyoko poked his husband even further from behind. "Well ... uh ... my son." Takeru missed the words because he felt the cheeky looks of his wife on the back of his neck. Not to mention the ones about his son, who were innocent but nonetheless probing. Somehow the words 'bees and flowers' came into his head - but that was absolutely inappropriate. His son, however, paused for an answer. 'Damn stubborn head' "All right my son, I think you're old enough to know that ..." Takeru paused. Hell, he was actually cornered! When he was about to speak again, another voice added to the "conversation".Everyone present looked in surprise towards the door and saw Aiko, Takeru's father and Kaito's grandpa. Aiko crept into the house, put his coat over a chair and turned to the small family. "OPAAA" met him immediately. Kaito, who now ran towards his grandpa with monkey teeth and open arms, immediately forgot the question asked before. 'Lucky again,' thought Takeru, washing the imaginary sweat from his forehead. "What a shame ...", a woman's voice whispered into his ears from behind. At these words, the Uchiha visibly got goose bumps. Kyoko put her hands over his hips and buried her head on his shoulders. "Hello Aiko, nice that you made it".
News: A very severe storm occurred on a road towards Kirigakure. Many restaurants and small shops were destroyed in the storm. So far, the number of dead is estimated at twelve. These include two Konoha residents.
"The Uchiha are a clan that is plagued by tragedy. Whether it is greed for power or the course of fate - it is time they recognized their place in this world". - Akio Uchiha
"You have no idea what it is like to be a real Uchiha!", It echoed from a small adjoining room, which apparently served as a storage room. With an annoyed look, a rather tall man rummaged through some boxes - and judging by his face, not particularly successful. 'Where are these damned ones ...' Even before the boxes were made into chipboard, a delicate hand passed over the man's shoulder. With a slight sigh, he turned away from the boxes and scratched the back of his head. “Do you know where we got the raincoats?” A low chuckle could now be heard “Certainly... And already packed.” The man who was known by the name Takeru Uchiha turned around and looked directly into this blue eyes that he'd lost himself in 20 years ago. "And you tell me that now, Miss Uchiha?". The pretty woman answered Takeru's sentence with a mocking look. "You really have no idea what it is like to marry a true Uchiha, do you?" Takeru restrained his temper. A cheek, the Uchiha are the largest clan in Konoha and beyond. And a woman dares to talk about him like that ?! It was obvious that Takeru was angry about this statement. Kyoko, Takeru's wife, couldn't help but smile. "You with your pride". Before the Uchiha could answer anything, his anger was soaked up. Kyoko, who was now on tiptoe, kissed her husband carefully on the forehead. "Come on, stubborn, we have everything". Without another sentence she turned and strutted out of the room. Takeru, on the other hand, stared after her for a while, until he had caught himself again and pushed the boxes together again. "Women," he muttered as quietly as possible. After this was done, he went out of the closet with his head held high again. "I heard that!" It hammered in his ears. Takeru was struggling to keep his balance. But damn it, she couldn't surprise him like that. After all, he was an elite ninja, cop and womanizer! Fortunately, Kyoko couldn't read minds - hopefully. "These women have ears like wild hares and lungs like a bull elephant willing to mate." Some time passed. In this some wooden boxes of all sizes were loaded onto a large wagon. Well, actually only from Takeru, because his wife, as always, had disappeared into the house. Incredibly exhausted, the black-haired man then stomped back into the house and braced himself on the kitchen counter to make it clearer. "I think ... we have everything," Takeru stuttered exhausted to himself. He himself saw his acting skills as a rarity, all others as extremely amusing. "But you are so strong a man". Kyoko played along with his game, since she had seen through him since entering."Should I give you something to drink and you lie down? Not that you have overworked yourself..." The last sentence was a clear allusion to the domestic duties that Takeru barely or not at all fulfilled. "Yes, I think...", Takeru said from exhaustion, "that's a good idea". Absolutely satisfied with his performance, the Uchiha then shuffled into the living room and fell like an anvil into the couch. It didn't take long before Kyoko joined him and sat down on the armrest - a glass of an effervescent tablet in her hand. "Here, calcium and vitamins. You'll need them when we leave." The Uchiha took the glass with a brief growl. Maybe she was right, because the way to Kiri was no walk in the park. Quite apart from the weather, or all the insects, or even the stony road, it was a beautiful village. Takeru took a quick sip at the rim of the glass until he almost died of breath. That taste ... it was just indescribably horrific! With a distorted mine he put the glass on the table - and would never touch it again. "What's going on? Doesn't my strong man like it?", Kyoko whispered pretended. 'Because of not tasting it, you know exactly how it tastes! 'The black-haired man quickly glared at his beloved wife until he got up again and stretched. It wouldn't be long before they left. It was certainly not a vacation, rather a kind of "relationship maintenance" as far as the two countries are concerned. And he absolutely couldn't understand how one can look forward to such a journey. Kyoko at least seemed excited about the departure. I wonder why? "So my dearest, I will then do my job again". Kyoko nodded to him satisfied - no man could withstand her "drink"! Just as Takeru was about to leave the room, he looked at the floor quite nicely. Or rather, at waist height. And from then on he looked into the same eyes as his wife, maybe even more beautiful. Kyoko also looked in his direction with a smile. "Where do the babies come from?" With this question there was suddenly an eerie silence in the Uchiha's home. Kyoko cracked his tongue while grinning so as not to break the seriousness of the situation. Takeru, however, looked at his son as if in a trance, almost as if he hadn't understood his question. "Exactly, where do the babies come from?", Kyoko poked his husband even further from behind. "Well ... uh ... my son." Takeru missed the words because he felt the cheeky looks of his wife on the back of his neck. Not to mention the ones about his son, who were innocent but nonetheless probing. Somehow the words 'bees and flowers' came into his head - but that was absolutely inappropriate. His son, however, paused for an answer. 'Damn stubborn head' "All right my son, I think you're old enough to know that ..." Takeru paused. Hell, he was actually cornered! When he was about to speak again, another voice added to the "conversation".Everyone present looked in surprise towards the door and saw Aiko, Takeru's father and Kaito's grandpa. Aiko crept into the house, put his coat over a chair and turned to the small family. "OPAAA" met him immediately. Kaito, who now ran towards his grandpa with monkey teeth and open arms, immediately forgot the question asked before. 'Lucky again,' thought Takeru, washing the imaginary sweat from his forehead. "What a shame ...", a woman's voice whispered into his ears from behind. At these words, the Uchiha visibly got goose bumps. Kyoko put her hands over his hips and buried her head on his shoulders. "Hello Aiko, nice that you made it".
News: A very severe storm occurred on a road towards Kirigakure. Many restaurants and small shops were destroyed in the storm. So far, the number of dead is estimated at twelve. These include two Konoha residents.