A bead of sweat trickled down my cheek as I spotted Yugao, my Anbu guard, watching me from the shadows. I calmed down and tried to gain her attention. She saw and approached me.
"Yugao-san," I began, my voice laced with apprehension. "How much… did you see?"
Yugao's response was curt. "Everything."
I needed her discretion, needed to keep my newfound abilities, including the dangerous truth about my Mangekyo, hidden from Hokage and the Council.
"Is there any way…" I began, then swallowed hard, formulating my plea. "Is there any way to keep this… about the fire control and the other ability… out of their hands?"
'Depends on the detail you will give be about fire controlling and that other thing.' She concluded.
One way or another. Taking a deep breath, I plunged into the murky waters of revelation. I explained the truth about my Mangekyo Sharingan, its abilities, and the chilling caveat of permanent blindness with overuse. It was a desperate attempt to garner her understanding, to convince her that this power would not be wielded recklessly.
As I spoke, Yugao removed her mask, her expression unreadable. "This… isn't it the same power that controls the Nine-Tails?" she finally asked, her voice low.
I could only nod, the weight of her scrutiny heavy on him.
"We have a duty to protect the Leaf from all potential threats," Yugao said, her eyes narrowed. "And this ability, combined with the risk of blindness… my mission is to protect you, Sasuke. And I don't trust Root with this information."
I looked at her with pleading eyes. "So… you won't report it?"
"I saw nothing, heard nothing. Now breathe!" Yugao confirmed, a hint of a smile playing on her lips.
I released the breath I hadn't realized he was holding. I'd dodged one bullet, but another loomed large on the horizon.
"Though," Yugao's eyes widened, "Council again? What did you do this time, kid?"
I winced. "Let's just say I… accidentally revealed some clan information that could rewrite the history of Ninjutsu."
Yugao stared at me, her jaw agape. "Wha—what happened—"
Our conversation was cut short by another Anbu, summoning us to the Council chamber. So she told him we are coming. We exchanged glances, and I instructed Yugao to wait as I wash the blood from my face. I quickly ran towards my house.
In my room, I meditated for some seconds, channeling my chakra. With a burst of energy, I summoned one shadow clone, but not an ordinary one. This one contained a staggering 75% of my chakra. Using a Mangekyo Genjutsu, he implanted a set of carefully constructed memories into my mind – memories of a plan, an attempt that if my chakra is low and my Sharingan deactivated, it will work. And it did.
The clone stood as a mirror image of me, eyes blazing with the Mangekyo. We locked eyes, a silent understanding passing between us. Then, the clone transformed into a crow, ready to follow.
I met with Yugao-San outside and we set on our way. And the crow observe from behind as we walked into the lion's den – the Hokage Tower.
The air hung heavy in the meeting room, thick with suspicion and simmering anger and I was in the middle of it. My Anbu guard stood rigidly in the corner with other guards. Shikaku's muttered "Troublesome" echoed in the tense silence, a sentiment I couldn't help but share, while others sat with stoic expressions, a flicker of annoyance betraying their facade. It hadn't even been 24 hours since the last meeting, and here I was again, dragging them into another whirlwind of upheaval.
Hiruzen, ever the picture of composed authority, began, "Sasuke, I've been informed of the events at the academy today. Are you certain your claims hold truth, or is there some ulterior motive at play?"
Danzo, ever the opportunist, interjected with his characteristic icy tone. "It's obvious, Hiruzen. The boy is mentally unstable due to the trauma. We waste our time. Let me handle him."
Fury pulsed through me, threatening to erupt. Before I could react, Hiruzen intervened, his voice firm yet measured. "That is precisely why we are here. We cannot afford whispers that the last Uchiha is unstable. If his words hold merit, they could rewrite history."
Danzo scoffed, "Surely you jest, Hiruzen. That accursed clan holds no connection to the legendary sage!" His words were laced with venom, each syllable fueling my simmering rage.
My fists clenched, the man's blatant bias pushing me closer to my breaking point. He thought, " THIS MAN! He isn't helping his case if he wants a less painful and peaceful end."
"The purpose of this gathering," Hiruzen continued, his gaze unwavering, "is to unearth the truth. Inoichi will delve into your mind, Sasuke-kun, to assess your mental state."
A bead of sweat trickled down my temple. Mind reading? Panic gnawed at me. I had to stop this!
Panic clawed at my throat. This intrusion, this violation, was unthinkable. "No!" I cried, my Sharingan blazing to life because of emotions. "No! I refuse! As a member of a noble clan, I exercise my clan rights—"
Koharu, ever the pragmatist, cut me short, her voice sharp with derision. "Silence, brat! You are not legal clan head yet, and your so-called nobility is dust!
Ah! This Bitch! Only Danzo was going to die but she is really pushing her luck!
Trapped and frustrated, Sasuke's gaze darted across the room, landing on Shikaku. A flicker of understanding passed between us, a silent plea for assistance. As if reading my mind, he interjected, "Hokage-sama, perhaps another approach is warranted. I believe mind reading is unnecessary. We could simply question him further, discern any inconsistencies in his tale. As for his mental state, Inoichi-sama already conducted an assessment after the massacre. I assure you, he is of sound mind."
Hiruzen's eyes narrowed in surprise. "Is that so, Inoichi?"
The Yamanaka clan head, his expression grim, confirmed, "Indeed, Lord Hokage. Sasuke-kun exhibits no signs of mental instability."
Hiruzen nodded, a hint of relief crossing his features. "Very well. We shall proceed as Shikaku suggests. Danzo, I trust you have no further objections?"
Danzo's glare could have melted steel, but he grudgingly conceded, "Proceed."
I exhaled a shaky breath, relief washing over me like a tidal wave, the tension momentarily easing. But the ordeal was far from over. The lie detector test loomed, a mental hurdle I had to overcome. My fate still hung in the balance. I sits on the empty chair.
With Inoichi's hand resting on my head, I steeled myself, my heart pounding a frantic rhythm against my ribs. The fate of not just my truth, but the potential rewrite of history, rested on my ability to convince them. And so, I began...
(Done! That's all for this chapter.)
The name of right eye ability is-: Kagutsuchi- Eternal Blaze: Jhinokagura.
("Jhinokagura" is a Japanese fire dance performed in festivals, signifying control over flames with artistry and grace.)
Here are the names for the ability of his right eye (choose one)-
Fudō no Me (Eye of Immovable): Refers to Fudō-myōō, a fierce protector deity, hinting at Sasuke's resolve in rewriting destiny.
Shinigami no Yakusoku (Death God's Promise): Implies a pact with a dark entity for the ability to cheat fate and reclaim a lost life.
Yami no Kenkyaku (Dark Guest): Creates an aura of mystery and danger surrounding the ability's usage and consequences.
Ikiryu no Me ( Eye of the Living Dead): Creepy and intriguing, emphasizing the ability's ability to bring back a specific person.
Toki no Ran (Temporal Rift): Evokes the image of tearing open the fabric of time to reach a specific point, with all the potential risks it entails.
Shinku no Kagami (Crimson Mirror): References the blood associated with the Uchiha clan and the ability to revisit a moment stained by violence.
Tsukuyomi no Misogi "Tsukuyomi's Purification," referencing the moon god's connection to purification rituals, suggesting the ability to cleanse a specific point in time of tragedy.
Jikan no Yakusoku: Japanese for "Promise of Time," emphasizing the ability's potential to fulfill a promise of revival.
Izanami no Te: Japanese for "Hand of Izanami," referencing the goddess of life and death in Japanese mythology.
Momento Mori Rematch: Latin for "Remember Death, Rematch," highlighting the ability to rewrite destiny after facing mortality.
Ketsueki no Kioku: "Ketsueki" means "blood" and "kioku" means "memory," suggesting a deep connection to the past through bloodlines or ancestral memories.
Kairos Retribution: Kairos means "opportune moment" in Greek, hinting at the ability to seize a second chance. Retribution adds a layer of correcting past mistakes.