Hayabusa stood, wind blowing in his red hair. He put his hand on the tomb walls; eyes lighting brightly red from the glow of his Mangekyou Sharingan. His vision: clearer than it’s been before… clearer than it had ever been, both physically and figuratively.
Here before him laid his blood brother; another half brother from his father side. His father, Uchiha Fugaku, the second of his name; he stood behind him.
“You know… I never wanted things to be this way.” Fugaku said.
“Yea… I understand. You were afraid of the fate of brothers… you were afraid one of us would try to kill the other.”
“I’m unsure how he knew you were his brother…” Fugaku said.
“Kokoro… she’s Yamanaka. I didn’t know that… she knew everything about me… she put it all together.” Hayabusa clenched his fists. “I…” he released the tension. “I just wish I didn’t have to be this way… that things didn’t have to happen without goodbyes being said. That I had the chance to thank him for his intentions… when I first met him, I didn’t trust him at all. I was uneasy; as if he were hiding something. Something selfish…” he got quiet. He then turned, revealing his new Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan to his father. “His deed was selfless… I plan to give him a form of after life… his soul may be gone, but; his memories… his being and personality…” he turned back, looking at the tomb. “I will return here for his body.” He began to walk away, knowing all the sacrifices people have made for him. 3 people have now died to give him grand power. Granted, one of them returned to life; that is three life debts to pay…
“I left cloaks and masks at your house. Call for me when you are ready to be among the Gesshoku Akatsuki… be it you will be among the ranks of the Phoenix, or just appoint one and act as their lieutenant…” with that, Hayabusa vanished into nothingness…
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