Chapter 3
“Ah, shit. This is not where I thought this conversation was heading.”
The boy looked down at the girl in his arms, now looking back up at him with glistening eyes, that held unquestionable mischief in them.
“Yes, I am.” Announced the boy, with all the pride and confidence of a lion.
“How old are you, Mr pervert?”
“Not quite sure, somewhere over sixty-five and below seventy.”
“How can you not know how old you are?” Asked the girl with an unbelieving glare.
“I was just found at a young age and taken in for training. Never really mattered my exact age.”
“Oh, right you don’t know my name. I am Shinry and you are Ryoshi. You should know your own name and nice to meet you, big brother.”
“Nice to meet you too, little sister.”
From there the conversation devolved into meaningless chatter, about likes and dislikes, just a generic babble of two people getting to know each other. Never leaving each other’s embrace until their stomachs started growling in hunger. After salvaging some dried and non-perishable foods from the abandoned hovel, the boy looked concerned, thinking about food for the future, he was responsible now. He realised this while chewing on stale food and the chirping girl doing the same. So he spoke urgently because he needed more information on their situation.
“I don’t want to ask… but I think it’s important that I know, what happened to us, our parents?”
The girl froze with a mouthful of dried meat, after a brief moment an air of sorrow settled around them and she swallowed hard.
“I-I th… I know they died.” The girl barely managed to say and hold herself together, not wanting to cry again after all the crying they had done last night. That was enough crying she resolved herself.
“Mother died on a mission, the strange thing is… before she went on the mission, she sat us down for a serious talk.”
“About what?”
“About surviving, she reiterated the importance of keeping our white eyes hidden. She also mentioned a perverted auntie we would have to visit to help you hide because they figured out you had an eye with byakugan. I think that’s when it started going wrong. Because I remember overhearing about how dad had to destroy both his eyes if he wanted out of the clan to stay with mother. We were told that he got in the way of the Uchiha massacre perpetrator and died, even though… even though he was already blind by that point.”
“I see, so we are orphans then. How is our financial situation?”
“Orphans that attend the ninja academy receive a stipend for necessities, mine is enough to feed us both and we can stay here at least for now, it is owned by the perverted auntie I mentioned before. It used to belong to us, but we couldn’t inherit it, since it would be a giveaway of our identities.”
“I guess the first order of business would be to visit this auntie, perhaps she can help me attend the academy, I need to get stronger.”
Said the boy and after some painful application of disguise with the help of his little sister, most of his face and all of his hair was covered. So the siblings set out towards the walls of Konoha, with the younger sibling leading the way.
The path was laden with Hashirama trees letting through many rays of morning sunshine, contrasting sharply against the darkness caused by the thick canopy of this untended forest inside of Konoha. The journey was filled with birdsong and the chirping voice of the girl sibling and only the occasional grunt or moan coming from the boy sibling cutting the otherwise beautiful melody of the forest. After the hour-long journey, the forest gave way to a clearing, which lead into a sort of shanty town, looking area of Konoha right next to the huge wall. Several squalid buildings were stuck next to each other. Most were only two stories tall probably a combination of living space on the second floor and a shop on the first. Even if the buildings weren’t tall enough, the alleyways were dark and dangerous, eyes within followed the siblings walking through the little main street, towards the biggest building, which was the centrepiece of this little slum district.
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It was a long journey for a half-dead boy, perhaps even foolhardy to enter a place with no guarantee they can get out. To the boy it seemed like a place where underground business was conducted, would that be related to drugs, prostitution, human trafficking or weapons sales, impossible to say. Nonetheless, it was certainly a dangerous place.
“Mother said the auntie here could help us but she also warned us that she liked you and maybe we could use that.”
“What kind of price would she want? To help me get back into the academy safely, do you have any idea?”
Asked the boy, his situation so dire he wasn’t even nervous, perhaps only a little for his sister, but he was not worried for himself at all. He had one foot in the grave already and if he decided to work by himself, he would get spotted and recognised by someone hunting him, that would be it. He simply didn’t know enough about the system and the one’s hunting him to devise ways to outmanoeuvre them, so he needed help and he needed it quickly. He only hoped that this woman could indeed help them, and not turn them in herself.
A big brawny man stopped the children from entering the hideout. He looked over the siblings and surprisingly didn’t take much convincing.
“All the way up the stairs and straight ahead. Don’t mess around.”
He drawled. Clearly a bouncer for the place, not a good one by the boy’s estimations. After shuffling through two stories worth of stairs, the boy was in pain from his injuries and huffing and puffing for breath.
Many closed doors were passed on their way and finally, the door they needed was knocked upon. A sultry woman’s voice filled with seductive mischief came from the other side.
“Yyess.” She drawled slowly. Upon opening the door the children were hit with a sweet smell that made their minds fuzzy ever so slightly, enough to be noticed. Inside sprawled on a bed was a barely dressed woman, lying down comfortably without care.
“Oh, dearies. What do we have here? You are the hybrid siblings.”
She narrowed her eyes and looked behind the siblings after a short observation only to shift her gaze back onto the siblings mainly the boy, with a predatory sharp gaze.
The woman had pale blond hair, that was long enough to reach her navel, tied into a loose and thin tail on the back and the rest of it was sprawled on the bed with her. She moved, sitting up and revealing a whole naked leg from underneath her white sheets, pale, smooth like porcelain and supple, enough to ignite passion in a celibate monk. The boy could not take his eyes off of her and the girl was looking away blushing. A hand holding her sheet on her chest still, and a tiny unblemished foot on the cold floor now, she beckoned the siblings closer.
“Come here let big sister take a look at you, you seem very hurt. Big sis is a medic-nin you know.” She drawled her tone even more alluring than before. So the boy walked forward on wobbly and tired muscles, propped up by his little sister, who was now resolved to look forward even though she was still beet red.
“Big sis likes determined young boys, so I can help with your injuries for free, but anything else needs payment. Big sis would like to help you but I gotta eat too you know.”
A lie so obvious, even she didn’t believe it. Her tone was jovial and pouty like a little girl all that was missing was the puffed-up cheeks. She was clearly an experienced kunoichi that could wield her allure like a blade and she was good, noted the boy in his mind. The siblings just nodded.
“I know a man in the academy that can get you in, but you see he has a crush on big sis and big sis will have to do something he likes, but she doesn’t and that is horrible. But big sis is even nicer to handsome little boys like you, Ryochi.” The boy winced at the nickname and could guess where this was going.
“This ain’t so bad, she is a gorgeous woman, perhaps a little crazy, but that seemed like a common thing around the ninja world, from what I remember. If I can satisfy her it will probably be great for the future. She seems like a very capable criminal mastermind.”
“Ah, I like the smile, Ryochi. You are such a charming young man. Me and you are going to have so much fun.”
She gave the boy a one-armed hug as she was squealing in delight.
“Fine, fine, big sis I will owe you a big favour. I can’t pay you with money until I start doing missions.”
“Oh, little Ryochi, you make big sis so happy. All I want from you is a promise you will come to visit from time to time when you make it big in the shinobi world. Don’t forget about lil old me.” She pouted this time with the cheeks. How a grown, mature woman could pull that off and not look appalling was beyond the boy’s understanding but he did not think about it too much. He was really an old man in a boy’s body and the old man enjoyed the company of such a charming and attractive lady.