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3rd Pov.
»Why do I need to stay home? I want to go to the academy like everyone else does. That's not fair,« the black-haired girl asked, looking at her father.
»I'm not arguing with you, Shizuka. I have decided to train you myself, and that's it,« replied the girl's father, a tall man with pale skin, short dark hair and a stern expression on his aged face, his tone of voice leaving no room for any discussion.
Instead of further arguing with the adult, the girl said nothing and decided to go upstairs to her room. With a loud bang, the door was shoved shut before the child laid herself on her futon bed and buried her head in the pillows.
All of her peers were allowed to go into the academy to become a ninja or a kunoichi. It was customary in every Clan for the parents to prepare their children for ninja living until it was seven and allowed to attend the academy. Her Clan was very proud of its strength and the Clan's Kekkai Genkai, the Sharingan.
Tears ran down the child's cheeks, and not long after that, it knocked.
»Leave me alone,« the girl mumbled tiredly, knowing that the person outside could perfectly hear her voice.
The door opened nonetheless and muffled footsteps echoed through the room. As they fell silent, the futons mattress lowered under the extra weight. A hand lay on the back of her head and drove slowly and comforting through her black strands.
»Didn't I told you to leave?« the girl's voice sounded muffled through the pillow.
»Ah, c'mon Shizu. It isn't that bad to train at home, right?« the short-haired boy tried to see it in a different light.
»Doushite? I can neither learn with the others nor can I play with them. And Father is always so terribly strict, and you know that, too,« said the black-haired child, raising it's head.
»Otou-san just wants you to get strong,« the big brother sighed, briefly closing his eyes before gazing at his little sister.
»But you are strong, too. Probably even stronger than Sasuke's father and you were allowed to go to the academy.« The ravenette looked defiantly into his onyx orbs.
»Now you are exaggerating, Shizuka. I'm not stronger than our patriarch,« the boy with the black light curly hair said and smiled softly.
But in the girl's eyes, despite all modesty, Uchiha Shisui was infallible in all his actions.
»No, I don't. You mastered the Sharingan and the Mangekyo Sharingan perfectly and you've got the Kotoamatsukami. In addition, you mastered the Shunshin no Jutsu like no body else. You are one of the best fighters among the Uchihas«, Shizuka retorted stubbornly.
»But I only made it because of training,« Shisui paused for a moment and considered his words before continuing. »Listen Shizuka, I'm gonna talk to father again. I think I know what your training should be about and maybe I can persuade him to let you go to the academy when the actual goal of the training is achieved. Okay?«
»What kind of goal would that be?« Shizuka asked with a small glint of curiosity in her dark eyes.
»The Sharingan,« her brother told her.
»But I am seven, Nii-san. No one has been able to activate the Sharingan this young and I can't remember a female Uchiha that has mastered it at all. Itachi is the youngest user of our blood line and he was eight when it activated,« the small girl reminded him, her fingers playing with the soft material of the blanket.
Of course, Shisui was aware of that. After all, Uchiha Itachi was next to him one of the best in their Clan. Plus, both Shisui and Itachi were friends. Everytime they're sparring, Shizuka was allowed to watch them and she could tell that both her brother and Itachi were good fighters. Her father was very proud of his son and correspondingly had high demands on his daughter too.
»Shizuka, you have a great talent for Ninjutsu and Taijutsu, just like all Uchihas. I'm sure you'll master the Sharingan as well,« the dark-haired male encouraged her.
Shizuka was less convinced of his view. He was right with his statement, but every Uchiha of her age mastered the basic techniques of Fire and Taijutsu.
The young girl sighed, watching the sparrows fly high in the blue sky through her window.
Grinning, Shisui raised his hand and ruffled the ravenette's hair. »Don't you worry. We'll get you to the Academy somehow.«
Shizuka whirled her head around, looking at him with wide eyes. »You promise?«
He looked at his younger sibling and smiled gleefully. »Promise.«
With that, he leaved her room.
Shisui's Pov .
I didn't like the methods of my father.
He was too strict with Shizuka and his expectations too high. I hated to talk well about his choices. My sister was still a child. She already didn't behave the way a child of her age normally would. She was serious and her thoughts weren't always those of a seven-year-old girl. She was like an adult captured in a child's body and that worried me.
After I walked down the stairs I entered the living room where our father sat and drank his favourite tea. Citrus.
»What is it, Shisui?«
»We need to talk about Shizuka,« I began.
»There's nothing to talk about. Your sister is a talented young girl and I will not let her waste that talent by going to the academy to play around,« he replied, looking at his tea cup.
It was made of thin porcelain and every cup was decorated with a beautiful drawing of a wild creature, a demon one would say, but with the way it was drawn it didn't seem like a beast. Each cup held a different demon and our mother inherited the set after her mother died.
»Like you said, she's a young girl and no emotionless fighting machine. Otou-san, Shizuka is indeed clever and very talented, but she should have the experiences of the academy. She should have friends of her age and be allowed to play with them. Shizuka doesn't behave like a seven-year-old. Damn, she doesn't even talk like a normal kid,« I countered.
This wasn't the first time that we argued about the dark haired girl.
»You won't change my decision, son. I want her to master the Sharingan. She has the nature and talent,« father said before he serenely drank his tea.
»You're going to break her, you will not get any more from that,« I said through clenched teeth and openly exposed my anger.
»Shisui, do not take out too much. You are just her brother, but I am her father,« he said with a cold undertone.
»Yes, I am her brother and as this it is my duty to protect her. I will not stand idly by and watch how you break my sister!«
Suddenly, Shizuka stood with tears in her eyes in the living room door. »Please don't fight because of me.«
I glared at the black-haired man and knelt down to comfort her.
»I'll do what father says. I'll train home and won't bother with the academy anymore, if you just stop arguing,« she said and lowered her head.
I patted her back comfortingly.
»Good. We will start tomorrow.« With that our father leaved the room.
Shizuka was still burying her face in the crook of my neck.
»I'll meet with Itachi later. Sasuke will be there too. Want to join us, Shizu?«
Her sadness seemed forgotten. She broke away from me and wiped away her tears before she beamed at me. I smiled back automatically.
It were these moments that still made her look like a happy child rather than a serious adult.
Doushite - How?
Shunshin no Jutsu - Body Flicker Technique