Prologue: The eyes that ever saw.

Intelligent people said well that a good drizzle, knew when and where to arrive. A good drizzle broughtwith it the feelings of the Human being. Those emotions that for a long time were ignored because they were believed unnecessary for the world in which he grew up, and that now, could be recognized by a strong Ninja, as the weakness of every living being.

From the moment the clouds gave notice of the cold drops that would fall, he made the great effort not to seem in a hurry, and to get away as soon as possible from there. The reason for that was as clear as the water that now fell from the sky.

As expected by adults, his path opened as if his shadow were the same embodiment of an unknown terror. Something in his world changed in a millisecond, and he didn't know it. He never knew, and perhaps, not even the same adults who sympathized with him silently, knew.

With a cigarette in his mouth, a vicious cycle is here to stay. The ability to smoke at least one cigarette was not yet easy, but it is not difficult either. Just watching the man lying behind him in a pool of blood smoke a cigarette for the last time, he knew instantly how difficult it wasn't. It was just a matter of getting used to it.

Since childhood, he never wanted to realize these possibilities. He even thought that this kind of thing would never happen to him.

In his villa, he was now waiting for a future mother. She was waiting for the father's return of her future child.

And it would be he, the late man's student, who would communicate the heartbreaking news to him.

He commented to himself on his hatred of cigarettes. They were annoying and an excuse for the anxious. However, the blackhair never let go.

In the distance I could hear movement. You didn't have to turn around to know what was going on behind him. Her teammate, so good and grateful, never failed to clearly show her sadness. She wept aloud, and kept saying the name of her now deceased teacher.

None noticed thegreat attention that a third party actually paid to them. While they endured the cold rain, the constant beating of their heart against their chest and the thousand and one sensations that their bodies now felt for that shocking reality; A person judged his actions as if it were his problem.

- It's time to go. – One of the adults spoke, ending the minute's silence. –

He did not have to wait long for his words to be answered with only affirmative sounds by his companions.

That time was quite painful for him. That time, when the rain knew where and when to arrive, was so lonely and dangerous...

- I do not dislike the idea that those who have no understanding of the world that existed before them deserve to at least understand it the hard way. – Sitting in the largest and most comfortable armchair in the room, she spoke while her left eye witnessed truly shocking moments; That no one in the room (apart from her), was able to see. – Are you sure? I don't see you very happy for those times. Even sitting here, I'm able to see without my eye, that your child won't have a good time either.

The room was a giant coffin. No one was speaking, and the air almost didn't seem to be present. A ghostly fear of what might happen was on the faces of the adults who did not hide their emotions.

But she looked only at one person.

He didn't question him again. Well, he knew well that the man who turned his back on him would answer yes or yes. The world was in chaos, and nothing apart from the plan that had just been discussed could save them from the coming misfortune.

In the room were some of the most reliable Ninjas that man could have. And it was amazing to him how, without even sitting at the village leader's desk, he could get all kinds of situations under control. That's why she had helped him countless times.

Because a true man is the one who keeps his promises.

- I need you to remember well everything you saw. – said the Hokage advisor without looking at her. As if his role as an advisor was slowly crumbling, the rock-hard words seemed to melt as they came out of his mouth. Ada, without giving others the luxury of looking into her eyes, never looked away from Nara's back. – I don't know if your ability will work by then... But if it happens, you're free to do whatever you want.

- All you want? – I ask her with some irony. – I can do it without your help, Shiki.

- What if nothing happens? – he challenged her to debate. – Your abilities would simply be rendered useless, and you and your brother would not last like many who will try to survive.

- We'll see about that. – The girl sighed. He still didn't turn off his Eye ability, and settled more on the couch. – To all this, why are you so obsessed with that time? We could simplytry to come back a little less and avoid this whole mess.

The man of the Nara clan has not said any more since then.

It was weird, quite strange. The man she had known as Serious, Calculating, Rude in his words and quite intelligent; He had stooped to one who kept his plans quiet even in front of the man for whom He worked.

There was nothing he cared less about her. He was not in the least interested in the families of others and how they got along. The most interested thing he was was the boy who had fled. The reason why she remained in Konoha was because such a clever and unpleasant man knew what would happen if Ada risked following Kawaki.

If she joined his plan, she would have a chance to have even more freedom with that boy.

The man was willing to leave the room, not clarifying whether the discussion of the plan was over. However, that did not displease him. He just crossed his legs, and studied as much as he could what he saw with his left eye. The disgusting looks she disliked did not turn away from her, and she ignored them by simply closing her eyes and snorting in protest.

- You are an interesting person. I will listen to your request, and I will stay a few minutes investigating. See you later, Shiki.

He got no response.

By that time, the drizzle appeared after so many years.