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 Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 5:14 pm
The Uchiha Village. One of the most historic places in the Village, it was the site of the Great Uchiha Massacre, which devastated the clan. Though it has been abandoned for a long, long time, most of the infrastructure was still intact when Lord Death decreed that it be refurbished and set aside as free living space for the Uchiha Clan. It retains much of its antique architectural style, with pagoda roofs, wooden walls, and sliding doors. There are no shops in the village, as there is no one to run them, forcing the Uchiha to go into the village for groceries, tools, and restaurants.
It houses very few Uchiha now, but the clan is slowly rebuilding itself, making the blood of the Uchiha known once again.
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Posted: Mon Jul 04, 2011 6:11 pm
Tori walked through the large village, looking sadly at the empty houses which had been rebuilt but held no families. Only about a 4th of the village was in use and it was all in the center. She slipped into the main house where she currently had a tiny room which was more like a closet.
“I’m home,” she called not that anyone cared but was shocked by the silence that greeted her.
Leaving her shoes in the entrance and walking in barefooted slowly, she moved carefully through the silent house. It wasn’t right there was always someone home. One of the elders or servants.
Then she remember one of the woman was close to birth, if she was giving birth now the elders would be there at the home. The servants were probably taking advantage of the time without the elders home and relaxing in the kitchen.
She moved to the kitchen door and heard the laughter and talking within. This was the time she realize to get into the library. She raced down the hall quickly but silently until she arrived at the sliding door which lead the private elder library.
Tori slipped inside, closing the door behind her and looked around the massive room and the tombs and scrolls that filled it. She decided to start with her life scroll, she walking to one wall and read the labels. Each member of the uchiha clan as a scroll which had the individual life story on it. She found her’s and opened it, finding her name, date of birth, her parent’s name and on and on with names of who she was related to. She also saw a note about a her mark, a mere mention of it that it was on the small of her back and to be careful around her.
She stuffed the scroll back into its place and continued looking for any labels about marks, she found a box labeled curses and the scrolls looked really old. Tori pulled one out and walked over to the desk and gingerly opened it to read it, she pulled in a sharp breath on top in old japanese it said Mark of Kain. She was panting slightly with nerves and slowly began to read it. It was a story of a man who lived over 3,000 years unable to die because the mark’s debt had yet to be called in full. He wandered aimlessly at first but slowly made use to, training, learning so maybe he would be prepared when the demon god came to call. He never seemed older then his teenage years/20s but when the demon finally caught up to him the 3,000 years he had lived slammed into him when the debt was paid. What the payment was the scroll didn’t say.
Tori rolled it up, great not only couldn’t she die she would stop aging in a few years but it did’t tell her much more then that. How did the man get the mark, what was the payment, how did one even get a mark. She put it back and pulled out another one just as the sliding door opened.
Tori gasped and whirled around the scroll clutched in her hands her face read guilt all over it. There stood the head of the clan with his arms cross and his face filled with rage.
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Scrolls, quills and papers scattered off the desk as Tori was thrown against it, the desk tipping before righting itself. Tori winced and made to get up but was kicked in the gut hard enough to lift her up and throw her across the room against the wall, knocking down tombs and scrolls on top of her.
“You are forbidden to come in here, girl,” the leader said grabbing her tunic and forcing her to her feet.
Tori gasped her back and stomach screaming in pain, she left the technique scroll slipping out of her pocket and to the floor. The leader looked down, releasing her tunic and scooping up the scroll opening it.
“Where did you get this?”
She panted, leaning against the wall for support, “the library…i got a ticket today for a c-rank jutsu.”
Tori was thrown to the floor as the leader back-handed her across the face, “YOU WERE FORBIDDEN TO TAKE THE GENINE TEST!!”
She curled into a ball as the leader fists and feet slammed into her, beating her thoroughly. She laid panting, bruised and bloody on the library floor the clan leader standing above her panting and angry.
“its too late to stop you from ninja training but you will come to me when you get these tickets and I shall decide what you learn. I will be speaking to your instructor as well. I want you to have minimum training, none if I can stop it. Now take your scroll and get out of my sight.”
Tori moved slowly to her feet, grabbing her scroll and stumbled out of the room and didn’t stop until she was out of the village, ignoring her aching body, wiping blood from her mouth as she left.
(exit)
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 2:22 pm
Walking with his hands in his pockets was Senji. Looking at all the empty houses he would look down and speak to himself. "This is by far the most sadning part of the village." Senji knew the history of the Uchiha clan massecre and did notlike it not one bit. "The Uchiha clan massecre was nothing more but an act of cowardism commited by two people." Continuing his walk, Senji arrived at his home. A decent home. very clean, and organized. Not a stain on the floor or walls. Upon arival of his home, Senji went into the kitchen to grab something to drink. "Now where did I put my remote, its allmost time for my shows to come on." Looking around Senji would find the remote and cuton his television. and sit on his couch, and watch some televiosion as he awaited for his daily duties to come around. Only five minutes into the show, Senji traveld into his room and grabbed his shuriken, kunai, and sandles. He left his home and went into one of the abandond homes. It seems that he made a training room outof one of them. He ventured to the very back of theroom where there was punching bags ans dumbells. Senji put his items down and began to punch and kick the bag relentlessly. Every blow he would be reminded of his clans massecre, and would punch harder and kick harder untill he eventually burst the bag open.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 3:00 pm
After eating a bowl of ramen she returned to her village. She slipped into the main house silently, walking carefully on the wooden floor boards to skip over the ones that creaked until she reached her room. She placed the blood stained scroll on the small low table in the center of the room before undressing.
Naked she covered her cuts and bruises with a thick slave before bounding her injuries an slipping into a loose kimono that was excepted of her to wear while in the main house. Punished or not she still had her duties in the house and it was almost time to serve the elders dinner.
She lifted her heavy black hair into a half bun with simple sticks holding it in place and placed a simple comb to the side of the bun. Dressed she rose carefully to not pull on her muscle and made her way to the dining area and began to set up the low tables for the evening meal.
Tori stepped into the kitchen just as she heard the elders entering the dining room. She took the heavy tray of soups and greens and returned the room. The elders ignored her as she knelt as each small table and placed the bowls in front of her. The last to be served was the leader, as was custom. He stayed silent as she served him her eyes lowered.
Soon Tori came by with the last dishes, she had just finished serving the leader and was about to get up when his hand whipped out and clamped tightly onto her wrist with bruising force.
She winced but murmured politely, “is there something else, sir?”
The leader jerked at her wrist pulling her around to face him, her violet eyes meeting his, before his eyes scanned her bruised face, “you’ve had healing.”
There was no point in lying, “yes sir, just the internal damage.”
Tori was thrown into the wall breaking the fragile bamboo and slid across the hallway floor smacking into the outer wall tearing the fragile rice-paper and cracking the bamboo shoots.
She laid there gasping trying to get air back into her lungs as her stomach muscles contorted with spasms.
“What lesson will you learn from a beating if its healed at first chance?” the leader hissed.
Tori rolled into a submissive kneeling position, her forehead to the floorboards, “forgive me sir. That was not my intention. I was barely conscious when a genine student came by and offered his services to heal. I did reject it at first but…I would not be able to train until the ribs and internal bleeding healed which would take weeks…and I agreed to only the healing of the internal damage. I did not mean to offend you sir nor go once again against your orders and will.”
“Tell me why I should not cast you from the clan?” he said towering over her.
Tori rose her head calling the Sharingan to her, her eyes changing as she looked at him when hate and loathing, “because I am one of the few to which the bloodline ability has developed in and that declares me a member of the Uchiha clan. You also wish to use me to bare a child with male sharingan user to beget a strong child though you hope my mark will not be passed on and will murder the child in its sleep if it does.”
The leader’s hand shot out knocking her to the ground with a blow to the face, “insolence. rebellious. disrespect. dishonor. all these and more you bare upon your brow. You are unworthy of the clan name.”
“If I am unworthy and insolent it is because you have made me so, for I have done all that you have asked and more. If I am rebellious it is because you smother me. If I am disrespectful it if because you have not earn my respect. If I am dishonorable it is because you have stolen my honor.”
“Child your words ask for a beating more server then I have ever given you,” the leader said.
“Have at it, for you and I both know I shall not die from any blow you visit upon me. You hold not back your hand and allow my blood to run because death I shall not visit for many years yet. Pain which once held me no longer is my keeper. Beat me! Let my blood seep into the wooden boards to haunt you through the years until your death when I prove my worth to this family. I shall take the punishment you drop onto my head because one day it shall be you who kneels before me.”
“You will never prove your worth of this family because you were wrongfully allowed to live past your birth. A mercy I wish I had never allowed. I was too kind hearted for my own good. You have grown and darkness befalls your every step and all within the clan sense it. Death follows in your wake, child. For you are the bringer. Your parent’s blood is on your hands, so is that of those who took you in. Think carefully child, as you grew those who crossed you have died.”
Tori jerked back as if she had just been physically slapped, her violet eyes wide. She recalled many deaths in her past, many of them people whom she had lived with who had treated her badly but it was sometimes years after she had left their homes. Tori never though she might have been the cause.
“You had not thought of that had you child?”
“Why then are you still alive, for you have crossed my path many times,” she hissed.
The leader bend down so he was crouched before her, his hand tangled in her hair to force her to look at him as he spoke softly “because you fear me more then you hate me. Because you own me the life you were allowed. Because I have let you stay within the village, inside my very house. Your debt to me in more then your hate. You can not bring death to my door because of it. You think you are a regular child, abused and ill-treated but think carefully about what you truly are and give your thanks for how well you have lived. Anyone else would have locked you up for good never allowed out, hidden, forgotten, forever, hoping that maybe you will finally die.”
Tori looked up at the old man, tears prickling her eyes, “all I ever wanted was to be loved.”
“No one can love a creature of darkness for no matter how cute or innocent they appear the darkness always shows in the end. You will never be loved, only hated, loathed and feared. If you truly understood what you were you would be humble to the clan, grateful, subservient. Think about what you have learned tonight now get out of my sight before I change my mind on your beating.”
Tori scrambled to her feet as best she could with her tense, sore muscle and raced to her room, closing the sliding door with a snap and dropped to her futon, crying herself to sleep.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 3:27 pm
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✦✧✦ нιкαяυ ✦✧✦
✧✦✧ ηαкαтsυкαsα ✧✦✧
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Hikaru walked into the Uchiha Village. Yes, this was definitely where the emotions were coming from. He had been around the Village Hidden in the Leaves almost more then his home village, due to his friendship with Lord Death. He paused, focusing. Yes, those emotions were definitely the girl's. He had trained on to her emotions wavelength, so he could pick it out among a small crowd. The rage was back, and so was the fear, and the sadness. He pulled out a pocket mirror, fogged it up with his breath, and gently scribbled "42-42-564" on the glass. It immediately began to glow, the letters faintly outlined with an otherworldly light. The glass shimmered and became an image of a rather flustered looking Lord Death.
"Hi, hey, hello, how's it going~?" he said, his cheery, nasal voice, "What can I do for ya~?"
"Lord Death," Hikaru said, inclining his head politely, "I'm investigating a matter in the Uchiha Village, but as I'm not a member of the clan, I'd need the permission of an Uchiha to enter any dwelling. You, as Hokage, have no such limitations,"
"Ah, I see, okay, sure, I'll be right there. Place the mirror on the ground and step back, okeydokey~?"
Hikaru obeyed and the mirror began to glow violently, lighting up the entire alley he was in. Suddenly, Lord Death was there, standing next to the mirror.
"Heya, kiddo, so what did you want to see me about~?"
Hikaru quickly explained the situation surrounding the girl with the mysterious Curse Mark.
"Yes, I see. That is rather serious~" Lord Death said thoughtfully, "I'll give you the honor of knocking, if you'd like~"
Hikaru smiled softly and said, "You're such a goofball, Lord Death,"
Nevertheless, he led Lord Death to where he felt the lingering remains of the emotions. He knocked loudly on the door of a large estate, and waited for the fun to begin.
どのように殺人者のためふさわしい
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 3:43 pm
Tori jerked awake by the knocking. Dinner was order meaning the servants were at home, which meant she was responsible for the door. But who would be here this late. Tori forced herself to her feet and smoothed out the silk kimono she had fallen asleep in and slipped from her room to the main house doors.
She opened the door and took a step back in surprised, her eyes wide before she bowed lowed, “Evening Hokage to what do the Uchiha clan owe the honor or your presence?”
Tori righted and saw the boy from earlier the one who had healed her internal injuries, her cheeks turned red but what it could not be seen with the cover of bruises on her face.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 3:46 pm
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✦✧✦ нιкαяυ ✦✧✦
✧✦✧ ηαкαтsυкαsα ✧✦✧
╚═════════════════╝ "Oh, don't be so formal with me. I don't mind. Ehem, yes, well, myself and this Genin are here to investigate some rather, ah, unorthodox happenings that seem to be centered in this very building. Perhaps you could let us in, is the master of the house home~?" Lord Death said in his unusual, sing-song voice. どのように殺人者のためふさわしい
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 3:58 pm
Tori glared daggers at the boy because she was not a fool and knew it was about her.
“Forgive me Hokage but the master is home but it is late and he is in bed. I can understand you wishing to investigate some unorthodox matter but may haps it could be done during the day when the master is awake. Or perhaps as I am a member of the clan I can be of some assistance. The master has many things he must attend to. I would be more then willing to assist in any matter.”
She needed to get the Hokage away quickly, she did not need this matter brought to light.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 4:02 pm
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✦✧✦ нιкαяυ ✦✧✦
✧✦✧ ηαкαтsυкαsα ✧✦✧
╚═════════════════╝ "Unfortunately for your master," Lord Death said, momentarily serious, "A visit from the Hokage is more important then his sleep. And besides, it's the middle of the day,"
He snapped his fingers, and the sun came up. How odd... どのように殺人者のためふさわしい
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 4:14 pm
“Hokage I beg of you to leave this matter alone. I know of what you wish to speak of to the master of this house and what your genine might of told you. But it is not as it seems. I beg of you to forget this matter. It is not as serious as it seems.”
Tori knelt before him, “I beg of you please."
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 4:25 pm
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✦✧✦ нιкαяυ ✦✧✦
✧✦✧ ηαкαтsυкαsα ✧✦✧
╚═════════════════╝ "Yes, if you do know, then you should also know that I will not tolerate these going-ons, especially in such a historic site. There is too much bloodshed here for more to occur," the Hokage said, "Step aside, child, before things here become worse then they already are," どのように殺人者のためふさわしい
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 4:32 pm
Tears rolled down her bruised face, “please Hokage, please. I have no where else to go. Leave me what home I have left.”
Tori knelt before him, face up and hands clasped together, “please. please. Hikaru please help me make him understand. You started this! I told you to leave my business alone!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 4:47 pm
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✦✧✦ нιкαяυ ✦✧✦
✧✦✧ ηαкαтsυкαsα ✧✦✧
╚═════════════════╝ "Lord Death, the file," Hikaru asked.
"Oh, sure, of course~!" Lord Death chirped, handing him a thick manila envelope. Hikaru rummaged through it and said, "Tori Uchiha, age 16. You realize you're legally an adult in the Hidden Leaf? As an adult Uchiha, you're entitled to your own house here in the Uchiha Village, or anywhere in the Hidden Leaf," どのように殺人者のためふさわしい
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 4:59 pm
She blinked, “I can live on my own?”
The shock of the news was obvious on her face and in her wide eyes.
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2011 6:03 pm
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✦✧✦ нιкαяυ ✦✧✦
✧✦✧ ηαкαтsυкαsα ✧✦✧
╚═════════════════╝ "Of course you can, kiddo! And if you had come to me and tell me about your, ah, special situation, then I would have made a special exception for you!" Lord Death chirped cheerily, "Would you like me to buy you a nice apartment?" どのように殺人者のためふさわしい
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