Sub-Episode: The Monkey, The Flower, and The Sacrifices Pt 5 [Kekkei Genkei & Yoton][Group]

Shizou returned to his home in the half revived Uchiha quarters, heated with anger. He threw open the door with all the might he could, as the other end slammed into the other side of the wall. His mother jumped upon this loud bang.
“What is the meaning of…”
“WE’RE DYING!?” Shizou said. He looked up at his mother with his very angered Sharingan eyes. “THERE’S AN EXPIRATION ON MY LIFE, AND YOU THOUGHT IT BEST OT TO TELL ME!?” his rage began to take the better of him…

Fugaku sat there with his back turned to the door, as the boy came barging in, like he had no sense. He continued to sip on his tea. He knew that this would become of the death of Kokoro’s mother, his sister in-law. He said nothing as the boy expressed his anger and rage. He then stood up, still with his one eye closed, and the other with an eye patch over it.
“Boy… you will calm yourself down when you are addressing your parents…”
[85|85]

“I WILL NOT!!” he yelled, with his fist balled up. HE was enraged… feeling an anger her had never felt before. He ran at his father, at full speed while his back was turned. His mother backed away as fast as she could. He jumped in the air and hurdled a fist at him with all his speed and all his might.

Roll

The member 'SatoshiHeise' has done the following action : Dice

---

'Exercise Dice' : 10, 4

Fugaku shot his eye open with his one Sharingan, fully awakened. As the boy launched himself in the air, he grasped ahold of his arm as he had been in mid air. He thrust his fist towards his gut, and then throw him back.
“HOW DARE YOU! You believe you have the right, or the strength, to raise a hand to ME! UCHIHA FUGAKU, THE SECOND!” Fugaku turned and looked at his wife, who seemed to have been star stricken. He took a deep breath, and then closed his eye, opening it, reverted back to his dark eyes. He turned away, finishing his tea.
[104|189]

Shizou, much less unexperienced that his father, went flying back, hitting his back on the wall and recoiling. He looked up at his father, as he made his short speech. He then looked up at his mother as his father walked off.
“Honey, we were…” she began. He just stood up.
“Save it, Mom… I know enough about Kokoro to know how this work… you guys were on a mission. Somebody had an incurable disease, used a technique that introduced their blood with yours. You got infected while pregnant, as did we. We have medicine... but once that’s out… that’s out.” Shizou tuend away and began walking out the door, Sharingan still active. “Whatever……..”

Years elapse. About 2. The full moon had been bright. Shizou’s mother and Fugaku sat at the edge of a cliff, the same cliff that Kokoro and her mother sat on before her mother had decided to give up on life.
“It’s time….” She said to him. He had tears rolling down his face. “He’s… he’s here…” she said. Fugaku stood, looking into her eyes. He then leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips.
“I will love you, forever…” he said. He dropped his ANBU mask and then performed a seal, numbing his wife’s body. She nodded, and with that, he took the short blade as his wrist, and swiftly stabbed her in the heart. She slightly gasped for air… but smiled, closing her eyes. He gently laid her down on the ground…
[135|135]

Shizou looked up. His mother told him to meet her at the cliff when he had been done his shift working missions for the village. It was then that he saw a masked figure shoving the blade into his mother’s heart.
“Wha… Mom?...” he paused for a moment. “MOM!!!” he ran up to see the man drop her to the ground. He drew his own blade. He prepared to run forward, but hesitated. He knew he had to go at this without being reckless. He closed his eyes, then opened, revealing his Sharingan, performing hand seals, and bringing his hands up to his mouth, clowing out the trademark of Uchiha, the Fireball Jutsu at his mother’s killer.

Fugaku, behind the mask, looked down at his pre-teen son. At the moment he became level headed, no matter how angry he had been. He smiled behind the mask.
“Well done…” he said lowly. As the fireball came his way. He performed his own seals, throwing flames encasing shuriken toward the fireball. They collided, evaporating each other, however, the shuriken had continued on, hurdling at the boy.
[67|202]