003:A weird friend

Before the era of ninjas, existed the era of the samurais. That was the mainstream profesion in the world. Samurai are serious, valued honor and had good values.

But everything changed when the Sage of the Six paths came. An inmortal, a legend or a god, those where the impresions of the people of that time about him. The records of the clan said that he made the existence of chakra mainstream and tried to use it as a way to get peace.

So, after quite some time, samurai as a profesion started to decline. They still exist, but they are not relevant in this. 

And in the Uchiha clan, an strange looking samurai was sitting in the tree resting his back against the trunk of the Sakura tree.

That man is a tall, light-skinned man with long, dark brown hair, which frames his face with two chest-length bangs and is tied up in the back with a white ribbon in a long ponytail which reaches his lower back.

 His face is covered by an ornate mask featuring golden teeth, black lips and fangs, a golden protrusion on either side, and a golden headpiece shaped like three cherry blossoms. 

He wears a long, light purple kimono with white stripes running down the center and sleeves, which is tied at his waist with a long piece of white fabric that hangs down in two long loops in the front. 

He wears a red-gold pauldron on each shoulder, which are connected by a golden band with strips of red fabric hanging from it and two interweaved strips of red fabric above it. He wears red, elbow-length gauntlets and red greaves.

With thos characterisitcs, the proud Uchiha clan should have detaines him a long time ago, but they did not.

«Tha Kid Will be here soon, it seems he brought company» expresses the mysterious Samurai

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«Mom we are getting there, hurry up!» little sora was running happily along the way. Growing up, you realize how happy you were as a child, only playing and not thinking about work, college, taxes and food. Ignorance is bliss, and he was not as stupid as to pass this chance. He is a kid again.

«Slow down Sora. Don't forget I am bringing everything with me for the tea ceremony» said Mikoto. In fact, that was an excuse. She had to show the tone of a mother. How could a poweful ex-jounin struggle with a simple basket?.

«Okey mom. We are getting there» In sora's view, a beatiful and big sakura tree could be seen. It was getting bigger and bigger as they got near it.

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Sora's point of view

«Hello! How are you sir!?» I asked. My good and weird friend was a no nonsense person. He had a hard exterior with a tofu heart.

«I am good, kid. Who did you brought with you?» the masked samurai asked me.

«My mom! You are my first friend and I wanted to present her. She is also helping me with a big surprise, but I will present her to you. My friend this is my mom Mikoto, mom this is my friend.» I replied. I apreciate both of them. I was a little anxious for the first meeting, he is a weird guy but he lives in the Uchiha compund, so he should be alright.

«...» The masked samurai did not answer inmediatly. Friend. That word is quite important for him. He once had a partner, a friend a companion. They trained day and night, and the were quite united. Happines, sorrows, and life and death situations. But It has been quite a while since he last saw him. A prideful guy, but an honorable partner. But that was in the past, now, his first friend since he got here presented him to his family.

«Lady Mikoto, it is a pleasure to meet you» said the masked Samurai.

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Mikoto pov 

My son asked me a favor and I helped him. In this way, I also wanted to meet that friend. And, when we got there to meet him, my son started to talk to a tree. Not exactly at the tree, but to someone sittes on the tree. The problem was...

There was no one there. Her son was talking alone, and reacting as if this "friend" was talking with him. Maybe it was his imaginary friend? but why?. Her son was a healthy young boy, he was smart but he never showed any sympotms of having an inaginary friend.

And what is worse, this symptom of talking with someone who is not there, usually appears on people who came back from war or from horrible missions. A ninja psyque was fragile.

But her son did not participated on war, he did not go to any mission and he had a extremely normal childhood, just like a civilian kid because he did not have chakra.

Maybe he developed something to cope with not having chakra. Well, it is best if I don't inform Fugaku about this. I don't know how he would react, and maybe this "friend" is the only thing helping her son cope with his situation. Just in case, let's keep this going while I search for some answers on the hospital

«Hello, it is a pleasure to meet you!. My son talked to me about you. He prepared a surprise so I will leave the basket here. I 'll be back in a while to take him home. Have fun you two!.» said Mikoto to the nothingness. 

She experienced too many missions along her carrer as a ninja. She could keep calm under any circunstance.

«Okey, I will keep him safe miss» the masked man knew that she could not see him. But courtesy and respect are a must for treating women.

«Okey mom! See you later» replied sora. He has 22 years old (20 + 2 from this life) but the meeting from his friend and his mom was still akward.

Mikoto left and sora started unpacking everything. The water was already hot and everything was prepared for the tea ceremony.

«You?...» asked the masked samurai.

«I remembered that you missed this from your previous life. While I know that we can't go back, I hope that this can make you feel like home. » Said the knowing sora. His friend deserved it. This and more

«Ah.... » a long silence enveloped the samurai.

«I will accept it» replied the samurai. He missed his home and this is a good way to remember those precious memories.

And then, the tea ceremony beggins.

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«I think mom will come to pick me up soon, I guess this is the goodbye» Said Sora. He had a pleasent afternoon with his friend.

«Thank you very much for your gesture. As a thank you, I have something for you» The samurai told him while he was getting up. His past was gone but maybe his future will be different. Fear is for the weak and he wanted to protect his only friendship in this land.

«A gift? It is not necesary. We are friends, and you already helped me a lot» replied sora whitout a single trace of greed

Dying was a chatartic experience, you can not take anything with you when you die. Memories are priceless and his family and friend were his treasours.

«I insist kid. You also told me that this era his dangerous, so maybe I could help you with that. Go to the trunk behind me, and grab the longest branch that you can take» explained the mysterious samurai.

Sora did it and offered the branch to the samurai.

«We will not be able to interact for a while, but don't worry, I will always be with you.» said the masked samurai, his resolve was quite clear.

«But!» Sora started crying. His only friend in this lands was leaving.

«This is not a goodbye, we will meet again soon, please remember my name, .....»

«what? I could not hear you» said a confused Sora

«My name is...»

A powerful power was being attached to the branch. Little by little that sakura flowers were dancing in the air transforming the branch.

A beatiful katana apeared, a masterpiece by this era standars. It was taller than sora.

«This is!!??» His friend dissapeared and memories started invading his brain. He finally remembered, his new friend, his personality, how he could not realize.

And then he remembered that name. That powerful samurai guardian who accompanied his partner. A great sword a beatiful sword, elegance in the killing.

´Senbonzakura, so it was you my friend, now I can remember´ Thought sora.