A Visit in Kirigakure [Flashback]

it was a year ago from now. Yuriko Uchiha was twelve years old and a Genin of Konohagakure now since age nine. Her father, the once famed Uchiha Leader, Hideaki Uchiha, and her grandfather, Uchiha Madokamaru had traveled far across the sea to the island of Kirigakure. The reason for this was to extend a hand in an alliance between Kirigakure and the Uchiha. It didn't have anything to do with Konohagakure, if Kiri was against them. The Uchiha would do all in their power to gain favor and to assure the Kirigakure citizens they meant not to disturb them in any kind of way. However, probably the real reason for coming was to buy rare medical ingredients, teas, and spices that were only available here.

The Uchiha had departed not long ago from their ship at the dock, and the captain and his crew would wait there for the return of their passengers. Hideaki was dressed as usual in a garb consisting of a black robe trimmed in white, a white belt, and black hakama. The Uchiha Clan symbol was emblazoned on the back of his robe. On his feet he wore wooden geta sandals. He was armed with an odachi, sheathed at his right side in a red bullhorn sheath. The man walked with grace and ease, and the expression on his face was stony and fearsome, as it usually was, even without intention. Red eyes glinted through the gloomy mist of the village of Kiri, and he breathed in the cool vapor. It was so relaxing to the lungs.

Hideaki's daughter, Yuriko, accompanied Hideaki, walking somewhat behind him, and to his left. This was her first trip outside of the Land of Fire, and she was so excited to be in this strange and wonderful place! However, she knew to remain quiet, and keep a look out on her surroundings. Her father had told her to be on her best behavior. This trip was to give the girl some experience in more than one way, and to get her to see more places than just Konoha.

Madokamaru walked alongside Yuriko, glancing down at her every now and then to make sure she didn't run off, and that she wasn't suddenly taken away by a shadow in the darkness. He was a man of age sixty-two, an esteemed member of Konoha's Elder society, and the Uchiha Clan's go to Wise Man. He wore similar clothing to his son, Hideaki, but his robes were red and trimmed in black. He did though, wear a white outer robe over top of this, also emblazoned with the Uchiha Clan crest. Madoka's visage was harsh, with many wrinkles on his forehead and under his eyes, but his expression was of peace and calmliness. The party continued walking down the road, to Kirigakure's Commercial Perish, and they would start browsing the various shops, looking over things until they'd find something of interest....

Kiseichu darted back and forth among the different stalls and shops that made up the busy commercial parish, avoiding people the best he could. He needed more ingredients for his poisons and antidotes, along with his studies... Now it was Saint John's Wort. That pesky little root that evaded him for so long. He could have sent out an aide for it, but those men were incompetent fools. They would bring back a horrible sample or something entirely different than what he asked, and then question the purposes of it. No. He would have to select this root with his own eyes. To feel it with his palms and let it roll across his fingertips. To inhale deeply and let the scent of it descend into his lungs.. That was the only way he would be able to find something sufficient for his needs.


Of course, he couldn't just go out into the open and get it for himself. People would notice the Mizukage strolling around town, and most likely think very poorly of him for it. Either bow down to him as if he were some sort of deity or scowl at him with those eyes... He always saw those eyes, and hated them. They didn't always trust him here, people were plotting against him and people were discontent. So many people would tell him what they thought he wanted to here and spout out lies of trust and love.. Too many people. That's why he had to wear a disguise. It was actually pretty clever if he did say so himself. Well, as every public appearance he made had been in full formal garb of the Mizukage, all he really had to do was dress in casual clothing. Still, he thought it was clever. A simple white silken shirt was worn. Unfortunately it was a few sizes too large for him, the sleeves hanging inches below where his arms would lay and make him look like a child. It was so hard to find nice clothing in his size.. The length shirt was tied to his waist with a red sash like a belt, the symbol for 'WATER' being sewn into the front with a regal blue thread. This along with a tailored pair of white silky pants were worn. Although Kisei didn't often enjoy the regal luxuries of being in such a high position, he really loved nice comfortable clothing. And silk felt so nice against his skin... So very nice. He had even put in an order for some silk underwear, but he doubted that anyone would actually make something like that.


But now he had to focus. He needed to find a vendor that sold this root and then select a suitable sample for his poisons. After that he had to sneak back into the mansion and insert it in his studies... He wasn't supposed to be out right now, the village elders preparing some sort of ritualistic meeting for him with some clan he didn't know the name of. It was all so confusing and stiff, having to try to remember the names and internal politics of a hundred different clans in a hundred different villages, and the different organizations and dangerous people... He had been Mizukage for around nine years now and he still could barely tell one clan from another, or -


Lost in his train of thought, he unfortunately wasn't watching where he was going. His bright green eyes were hazed over, sharpened shark like teeth absentmindedly chewing on his lip. It was then that he crashed, walking straight into a taller female. As she was a bit taller than him, he ended up colliding his face right into her bust, resting there for a second before bouncing back in shock - stumbling and falling in his back a few meters away. "W-What!"  He didn't even know what to say or how to think in that moment, what he had just experienced having been so shocking and unexpected that his jaw just hung open. Who had he bumped into? He could barely even put enough focus together to make his eyes work the right way. It was some black haired girl and an old man... Oh no... If he brought attention to himself he might be noticed... He needed to think of a way out of this..

The group of foreigners from the land of Fire were welcomed warmly so far, though of course there would be a few sneers and inquisitive gazes. That was the way of the world. No one ever liked everyone else, and it was something that had to be accepted. Life wouldn't exist without a balance of peace and chaos after all. Hideaki had accepted that, preferring most of the time to stir up a bit of chaos. Having children though, it seems, has mellowed him down a little in the past few years. As for Madoka, he was mostly a peaceful man, but he too had his past full of things he'd rather not talk about. Then there was the littlest one of the group, Yuriko. She seemed to be one who enjoyed keeping the balance as well, and upheld life itself as a very important thing, as she pursued a life as an Ijutsu-nin. She had not yet discovered hardships, but surely some day she would. The Uchiha Clan was known to be cursed with bad happenings after all, and when they befell their members, great power was unlocked, while their emotions were wracked and their hearts bled in sorrow and their souls darkened in anger...

Madokamaru narrowed his dark colored eyes, looking upon the innocence of his granddaughter, thinking to himself, how he wished she could be untouched by this cruel fate. However, she had already gained the Sharingan, so it was only a matter of time. In a few years, something would happen in her life to change her, and when that did, he prey only she would come out on top, as a stronger person, and not be destroyed by greed.

Hideaki looked around, noticing they'd come to an area where vendors were set up in a marketplace like setting. As he walked closer to inspect goods, men and women hounded him with flashy apparel of all sorts including clothing, gems, weapons, and supposed artifacts. Hideaki was no fool though, and he wouldn't be swayed, not even by the prettiest face. He didn't stop to talk to anyone, but he did soon come upon a stall where an old gent was smoking a fragrant blend of opium and hibiscus. He smirked at this, and asked the old man,

"That's a good smelling blend you got there old man. You mixed it yourself? I'm a smoking man myself." Hideaki indeed was a smoker, and he went nowhere without his favorite pipe, which was currently tucked into his robes.

Meanwhile, as Yuriko was glancing here and there, wondering where to start looking for the herbs she wished to collect, a boy ran into her! "Aughh!!", the girl cried out in shock, about to fall backwards at the impact. However, a quick hand from her grandfather steadied the girl back onto her feet. Yuriko looked up at her grandfather, and then she looked ahead at the odd boy. He had these hazy green eyes that looked large like a girl's eyes, and he had this dark brown hair that was a little shiny and slightly long, falling into his face. he wore silk clothing, looked rather fancy, yet simple. She stepped back though, and made sure to keep her hands ready in case anything were to happen.

Madoka, the old man with the long grey hair and the now stern face, looked down at the boy, and said to him softly, but a little edged, "Young man, you should watch where you're going. Are you in a hurry of some kind? Perhaps we can help you?", he said. In the end, it seemed the old man was kind of nice.

Coming back to his family after purchasing a bag of the opium smoking blend from the vendor, Uchiha Hideaki looked upon their guest, and he would say, "Hmmm...and who do we have here? I am Uchiha Hideaki. You wouldn't happen to know where we can find the Mizukage, do you?"

[This flashback has been paused until further notice due to the IOOC event]

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