After reaching an agreement with Yuko about their move to the Land of Whirlpool, Yujiro agreed to wait for her as she needed time to inform her entourage and servants of the upcoming relocation. Yuko also had to prepare her tobacco business for the journey, including packing smoking pipes, cigars, herbs, and other goods.
Yujiro readily agreed to her request and suggested that she take her time. He mentioned that she could simply sort her goods into neat boxes, as he possessed storage seals that could store her items efficiently.
Yuko was taken aback by the convenient usage of storage seals and expressed her fascination with them. Her eyes sparkled with curiosity as she inquired about the seals and requested that Yujiro provide her with such seals in the future.
With a casual shrug, Yujiro explained that these storage seals were considered basic in Uzushiogakure, and she could potentially trade for them later if he wasn't available to make them. After leaving Yuko to settle her business affairs, Yujiro embarked on a quest to find his first lover, whom he had spent a passionate night with in Konohagakure.
Struggling to recall her exact appearance, he decided to seek assistance from Hashirama and Madara in locating her. Believing that they would have a better chance of finding her, Yujiro anticipated that this approach would save time.
Following his inquiries, Yujiro took a leisurely stroll through the village, observing the newly constructed buildings and the ongoing expansion. Bored with inactivity, he felt the urge to engage in some physical activity to relieve his restlessness.
Back in Uzushiogakure, he had frequently sparred with Ashina to maintain his combat readiness and prevent his body from becoming stiff. Upon hearing from Hashirama that Madara was currently patrolling their territory with his clansmen, Yujiro considered the opportunity to spar with Madara and catch up with him.
With an amused grin and an anticipation of a thrilling exchange, he began to imagine what their sparring session might entail. His thoughts were filled with the excitement of facing Madara.
"You better improve yourself, Madara!"
Without further ado, Yujiro strode away from the village and ventured into the surrounding forest to find Madara. After a brief period, he sensed the familiar chakra signature of Madara nearby.
However, he also detected that Madara and his Uchiha clansmen had surrounded someone emitting quite a bit of malevolent chakra.
Eager to join in and investigate, Yujiro leaped gracefully from tree to tree, announcing his presence as he greeted Madara, "Madara! It's been too long. How about a friendly spar?"
Madara acknowledged Yujiro's arrival, responding with a hint of surprise in his voice, "Yujiro, when did you arrive? It's good to see you again. Perhaps later, though.
My clansmen detected malevolent chakra emanating from someone in the forest, and we have surrounded the source. We were curious to see who it might be."
Intrigued by the situation, Yujiro concentrated on sensing the malevolent chakra as well. After identifying its location, he wasted no time and headed directly toward the source, guided by his instincts and curiosity.
The Uchiha clansmen had been briefed by Izuna about Yujiro's incredible strength, and they recognized him as the muscular red-haired man with comparable prowess to their own patriarch. As a result, when they saw him, they just allowed him to approach without obstruction.
In the heart of the encirclement, Yujiro finally laid eyes on the source of the malevolent chakra—an apprehensive-looking woman holding a newborn child.
Although he recognized her immediately as his first lover! But Yujiro wanted to confirm as he already forget how she looked like.
Then, he asked, "Hey, do you recognize me?"
...
Amidst the chaos and uncertainty, Raikou stood at the center of attention, her formidable presence radiating authority and beauty. She was a striking embodiment of elegance, her youthful visage paired with an air of virtuous grace that left an indelible impression on those who beheld her.
Her commanding demeanor was equally matched by her arresting physical appearance, rendering her a paragon of both strength and sophistication.
Raikou's lustrous ebony hair cascaded down her back in a flowing cascade, reaching its zenith at the very tips, where she tied it securely. The obsidian strands, touched by the faintest whisper of moonlight, framed her visage like a cascade of silken threads, accentuating her arresting beauty.
Her attire exuded an air of enigmatic allure. She donned a form-fitting latex bodysuit, its sleek, ebony surface gleaming in the ambient light. A piece of fabric draped gracefully over her chest, bearing a heart-shaped insignia that seemed to pulse with hidden significance.
A similar swath of cloth covered her lower body, meticulously secured by a rope cinched around her waist.
Raikou's martial prowess was subtly hinted at by the presence of protective armor. Tight-fitting gauntlets encased her arms, while grieves of similar design safeguarded her lower limbs. Her katana, a symbol of her unwavering resolve, remained sheathed but ready, affixed to her person by yet another intricate rope arrangement.
Upon closer inspection, one could discern the subtle intricacies of her armor. Long shoulder pads, reminiscent of samurai armor, adorned her frame, adding a regal touch to her ensemble. Head ornaments flanked her visage on either side, resembling delicate yet formidable unfolded fans, further contributing to her mystique.
Raikou's countenance bore the marks of her life as a career soldier. Her serene composure and disciplined countenance testified to her cool-headed approach to matters of conflict.
But beneath this exterior lay a complex soul, one who had known the hardships of both battle and personal struggle.
Despite her military bearing, Raikou harbored a profound vulnerability when it came to her family. Her maternal instincts ran deep, and she was known to be a doting and protective figure when it came to matters concerning her loved ones.
The image of a fierce warrior gave way to a gentle and nurturing demeanor, revealing the multidimensional nature of her character.
However, Raikou was not an ordinary woman, and her true nature was far from human. The bloodline of her family had been tainted by a malevolent entity known as Moryo, a gigantic serpentine creature with multiple draconic heads.
This otherworldly lineage had marked her family for centuries, imbuing them with supernatural abilities and altering their perceptions of kindness and affection.
Her family hailed from the Land of Demons, their heritage resembling that of the renowned Hatake Clan, but with an otherworldly twist. The Warring States Era had been particularly harsh on her bloodline, leading to their persecution and eventual decimation until Raikou remained as the last of her lineage.
Raised to be a ruthless soldier, Raikou viewed kindness as a swift end to her enemies. Her upbringing had molded her into a formidable warrior, skilled in the art of combat. Yet, her capacity for affection and loyalty was boundless, often leading her to form deep emotional connections with those she cared about.
One fateful night, her path crossed with that of a muscular, red-haired man, a meeting that would forever alter the course of her life. Their encounter, driven by her bloodline's enigmatic compulsion, had consequences she could not have foreseen.
Initially, Raikou had envisioned a life of settled tranquility with the man she had encountered. However, her bloodline, tainted by Moryo's malevolence, erupted with an uncontrollable surge of power after their intimate union.
Fearing the consequences of her unleashed malevolent chakra, she fled, abandoning her newfound companion.
Unbeknownst to her, a single night spent in the man's company had profound repercussions. It marked the conception of her child, a bond she had not anticipated. Days turned into weeks, and weeks into months as she wandered the wilderness, sustaining herself through hunting and her innate knowledge of survival.
The time came for her child to enter the world, a daunting prospect for Raikou, as her knowledge of childbirth was limited. She resorted to coercing a female doctor into assisting her, using her formidable presence to ensure a safe delivery.
The birth was a harrowing experience, but the joy of bringing her son into the world eclipsed all fear and uncertainty.
After a month of recovery, Raikou decided to venture into nearby villages to procure clothing and supplies for her newborn. Little did she anticipate that her bloodline would once again surge, this time with greater intensity and swiftness.
She knew that her malevolent chakra would attract attention, potentially endangering her son.
Her intuition proved correct when she found herself surrounded by a patrol team led by the Uchiha Clan. Panic surged within her as she considered the implications of their presence.
The fear of what they might do to her and her child gripped her heart.
In the midst of her turmoil, a voice, both familiar and unexpected, reached her ears. "Hey, do you recognize me?"
...
The encircled figure with a newborn child in her arms turned her gaze towards the source of the voice, her eyes locking onto a man who stood confidently at the edge of the Uchiha clansmen. Yujiro's presence was undeniable, his crimson hair and imposing stature making him instantly recognizable.
A mixture of emotions flooded Raikou's heart as she laid eyes on the man she had spent that fateful night with in Konohagakure. The memory of their passionate encounter still lingered in her mind, a stark contrast to her present predicament.
A hint of surprise danced in her eyes as recognition washed over her. Despite her desperate escape and the passage of time, she had never forgotten the man who had stirred such intense feelings within her.
Her voice quivered with a mixture of fear and uncertainty as she replied, "You...I do recognize you."
The Uchiha clansmen, sensing that there was some history between Raikou and Yujiro, lowered their guard slightly but maintained their vigilance.
Yujiro's gaze remained fixed on Raikou, his overbearing presence unfazed by the situation.
He asked her with a hint of curiosity, "Why did you run away, and what are you doing here in this state?"
Raikou, clutching her newborn son close to her chest, hesitated for a moment. She was caught between the desire to explain herself and the fear of revealing too much about her family's bloodline and the malevolent chakra that had plagued her.
Taking a deep breath, she decided to share a partial truth. "I...I had to leave because of my family's...bloodline. It was dangerous for anyone to be near me.
As for being here, I didn't intend to attract attention, but my chakra seems to have flared up again."
She glanced at her son, her maternal instincts kicking in as she held him protectively. "I had to protect him, you see. I didn't want anyone to harm my child."
Yujiro, ever the enigmatic figure, regarded her with an air of nonchalance. "Your bloodline, huh? Well, whatever it is, it doesn't matter now. You've met me again, and I can protect you and our child."
His confident tone conveyed his belief that he was more than capable of handling any situation. To Yujiro, challenges were opportunities for excitement, and he seemed unperturbed by the complexity of Raikou's circumstances.
Raikou's gaze wavered between her son and Yujiro, conflicted emotions swirling within her. She knew that accepting Yujiro's help might come at a cost, but she also recognized that she couldn't face her current predicament alone.
With a tone that was both wary and hopeful, she finally spoke, "I...I don't know what's happening to me or my bloodline, but I can't let anything happen to my son. Please, help us."
Yujiro grinned confidently, his arrogant demeanor unshaken. "You made the right choice. I'll make sure nothing happens to you or your child. But from now on, you belong to me."
Raikou, aware of the implications of his statement, hesitated but ultimately nodded. She knew that she was entering into an arrangement with a man as enigmatic as she had heard he was powerful as the Shinobi Gods.
Her life had taken an unexpected turn, and she could only hope that her decision would lead to a brighter future for her and her newborn son.
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