Age 10/Year 10 [Part One]

I was never really a physically gifted child. Just doing the basic training regiments and exercises practically tired me out. Dodging, though, that was my expertise. With the Sharingan, I could easilly dodge anyone and everyone in my class. Thus, it was a shame that I never actually used the fabled pinwheel-eyes anywhere but my house. Without them, I was back down to being just average or below everyone else. Sharingan aside, I excelled when it came to tasks that required cunning and chakra control. Often, I'd be among the first to master a chakra-based training exercise. When the basic Jutsu came up, I was the first to get it into a workable state.

Within me, Chakra was plentiful. Though, another talent at my disposal seemed to be my charismatic nature. Honestly, it probably had to do with my maturity, but talking to the kids and teachers felt so easy. I asked nicely and more often than not, they saw things from my point of view and helped me out.

"Sasuke's so cool!"

"Sasuke's the best!"

To my surprise, quite a few of my groupies or 'fan club' had somehow still managed to make it this far. By this point, Chakra control had finally started to be pushed and anyone that didn't have enough simply couldn't keep up. Still, Sakura hung on by a thread. She had just enough to make the cut-off point; the amazing scores she had on tests probably helped as well.

As for the stalkers, I personally really got annoyed by them. There's a saying about children being angels and demons- I saw them standing outside of the bathroom, waiting for me. They "just" wanted to eat lunch with me. Even after I said no, they kept badgering me over and over. Enough was enough, so I told one of the teachers. Suffice to say, the day after he talked to them, I wasn't bothered again.

"Sasuke! Come on, let's go grab some food!" Speaking of lunch, Naruko's appetite only grew as the months went on. I quickly noticed how she had overtaken me. Naruko was definitely going to be a lot taller than me in the future; a fact which she didn't fail to rub in my face.

"C-Can I come?" To my surprise, one day, Hinata asked if she could tag along with the two of us. Determination flickered across her gaze and I could tell what goal she had in mind.

Peacefull days continued, yet I knew that it'd be a difficult year. My muscles screamed as I strained them. Day after day, I focused only on taijutsu and basic strength training. It was an incredibly gruelling year, but the rewards would almost certainly be worth it.

A small bit of pain now so that I could avoid greater pain in the future.

If only I didn't have to feel pain at all! Blagh!

[Reward: STR +2 | Dex +2 | Agi +2 ]

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"What is it, Sasuke?" Mikoto, my mother asked. Her eyes were full of worry and her gentle hands squeased my shoulder.

"You said this was something important?" My father asked with a stern, yet warm expression.

"What surprise do you have in store for us, little brother?" Itachi hummed.

A heavyweight pressed down on my heart. It felt like it was being squeezed by a vice! How could I say this? I remember how surprised they were when I showed them my Sharingan. Now, I stand before them, ready to display my clan's greatest secret as if it were nothing. Children shouldn't have access to this power, yet here I am. I've barely even used the damn things. Fear of what I could do- of how they could hurt me have been staying my hand. I'd go blind, perhaps even kill myself if I wasn't careful. I was basically handed a nuclear bomb and told to be careful not to set it off. I lost so much sleep because of it and were afraid that I'd accidentally use them if I wasn't careful.

There was only so much I could take, and since I had no idea where to start, the best thing to do was to ask for help. Thus, I did.

Taking a deep, calming breath, I locked eyes with my Brother. He blinked, curiosity bubbling onto his face.

"Is there something in my hair?" He questioned, hands gliding through his obsidian locks.

"Do you remember that night? How I nearly died?" Three faces fell; my parents shared a look with Itachi.

Silently, my brother gave an acknowledging nod. His eyes hardened and I saw them flash red for a second. Even months after, the topic is still sore.

"Does this have something to do with that?" My father asks.

"Are you ok, sweety?" Mikoto moves closer, gently pressing her fingers against my palm.

I take another breath and focus. Like the very thing they're named after, my pupils slowly shift and begin to spin like a pinwheel.

"Our clan's eyes are special, right?" Fugaku nods. "But, is that really all there is to it?" I point to the three small black dots spiralling within my eye. Something pushes against the back of my eye. It feels like a scorching rod spears the point right behind the bridge of my nose; the world momentarily turns scarlet and everything sharpens.

My father and Itachi stare at me in shock. The former's jaw nearly hits the floor while the later grits his teeth in frustration.

"That's- How?!" Fugaku hisses, practically teleporting to my side.

I gulp and stare him in the eye. He flinches and looks away.

"I don't know. When I almost died... I had this really weird dream. I didn't know what it was at first." I pause. "Do... do you know what it is?"

Silence.

...

A sigh bursts from my father's lip.

"That is our clan's greatest secret." He says. "It's a dangerous weapon which will make you blind. After hearing that, do you still want to know more?"

The Mangekyo Sharingan, a forbidden power used by the Uchiha of old. Though technically speaking, those of this time period make as much use of it as my predecessors. Shisui, my father, Obito, and perhaps Itachi currently have this great and dangerous power. Though, I'm unsure if my brother would have it. Didn't he originally get it by killing many of his clansmen? Or was it from ending Shisui?

...

Tiny details like that escape me at the moment. Damn it...

"Sasuke?" My father asks, eyes tired and staring straight at me. The weight of my announcement is threatening to have him fall to his knees. Is... is it really that shocking? Itachi as well- both of them seem to think that this is the end of the world. My mother, while worried, seems to be the calmest and most collected person here. Saeko's sleeping in her lap and she's casually rocking her as if nothing's going on.

It's crazy to think she's always so cool and relaxed.

"Sorry." I cough, blurting out a quick apology. "I-I was a bit lost in thought." Swallowing the building spit in my mouth, I gaze deeply into my father's eyes. "Please teach me. I want to learn about these eyes." I dare not show them, lest it literally explodes everything. Seriously, I have no idea what they can do.

Fugaku takes a deep, calming breath. The tension in his muscles slowly begins to melt and he gives a small nod. Beside him, Itachi continues to panic. His face is casual and neutral, but his eyes tell me more than enough. Even after opening-up recently, he's still most at home when hiding his emotions behind a mask of calmness.

"How can someone so young achieve so much." Fugaku whispers. "It's not normal." He shakes his head and stares down at me sadly. "Such a thing... it's an incredible burden to bear for a child." His face falls as he says this and I catch him looking at my brother out of the corner of his eye.

"Perhaps it's for the best." Fugaku mumbles. "I'd rather you knew how to control that power if only so you can't hurt yourself or those you care." He nods takes a stand. "Follow me." I rise and quickly match his pace. Itachi, still conflicted, gives chase. My mother takes a look at Saeko and then shakes her head.

"Please don't do anything rash." Her words are soft and kind. "And remember, Sasuke, remember that you're my little boy."

It's honestly a bit too sweet, but my mother would rather smoother me in sugar than make me feel that she doesn't care.

"Yeah." I answer, a smile tugging at my lip. "I'll be back soon."

She returns my gesture and waves goodbye. Saeko babbles some incoherent words, suckling on her finger as she waves with her other hand. Gods... babies are adorable, but also terrifyingly ugly. It's a good thing my sister's the former.

Hopefully, this introduction doesn't take too long...

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Deep beneath the Uchiha Clan's compound, there lay a hidden number of tunnels. We traversed the bowls of our clan, diving deeper and deeper into the darkness.

"This tunnel will lead us out into a secluded part of one of the training grounds." My father spoke, voice ricochetting off the walls that seemed to be closing in. The measly torch in his hand barely illuminated the path ahead, yet he and Itachi seemed to perfectly know the way. Not a single dust mite could escape their sight.

"We'll be going to a dangerous forest to test out your control." He grumbles, blowing a sigh a moment later. "I'd have liked to do so outside the Village, but something like that would attract far too much attention."

I nod. It makes some sense. Though-

"Forest?" I've got a bad feeling about this...

"Yes. The forty-fourth training ground, also known as 'The Forest Of Death.' Stick close to us and you'll be fine."

Wait, what?! Seriously?! Aren't there massive centipedes and snakes that eclipse the giant trees in the forest?!

"Don't fret, little brother." Itachi's hand presses down on my shoulder. "You're brave, so hold your chin up." He chuckles, yet the look in his eyes is dead serious. "Besides, we're here to protect you if anything goes wrong."

...

Great.

"He's right." My father adds. "The name's intimidating, but the creatures inside shouldn't be a threat to any experienced genin. Training grounds are often used for the Chunin exams, and this one wouldn't be too far off something like that." He pauses, a hum on his tongue. "you've learned about ranks and the Chunin exams, yes?"

I nod.

"Yes. They taught us about that stuff a while ago, but we learnt more detailed stuff this year." There's just so much more to it than the show explained. Ninja can't just up and go wherever they please. Depending on their ranks, there's a bunch of paperwork and licenses one needs to acquire in order to do certain missions, let alone enter other towns and villages. All of that makes my head spin.

Anyways, before long, my father stops me. It's odd, considering the hallway keeps going on and on.

"The exits above our heads. If we keep going this way, we'll end up at a dead end."

Wait...

"Is it to trick them?" I ask. His lip quirks up slightly.

"Correct. Now, come on."

Taking a deep breath, I hopped on my father's back and allowed him to take me up onto the ceiling. With a few movements, he pulled aside a secret door and then leaped up what seemed to be a long shaft. Of course, there were no handrails or anything of the sort. It was a passage that only ninja could take. Before long, we reached the top. After digging through a bit of grass, we emerged out into a shadowy forest.

The trees were massive and towered over even the biggest houses Konoha had to offer.

"Ok, we're here," Fugaku stated. "We'll move a bit away and then you can show us your eyes."

I gulped and followed. Soon enough, I stood before them, eyes blaring a deep crimson. Both my father and brother looked at me.

"Go ahead, use it." Fugaku nudged.

...

"I-I don't know how."

He blinked, brow furrowing. After a short hum, he gave me some advice.

"Close your eyes and think of something. Focus on it and bring it to the forefront of your mind. Once you've got that something, open your eyes and imagine that it's in front of you. Let chakra and your Sharingan do the rest."

...

That didn't tell me anything at all! How's that even supposed to work?!

...

Well, I don't have anything else...

Confusion and fear slowly slither up my spine. Itachi and my father stare at me, a warm, patient expression on their faces. They don't expect me to succeed, only that I try. Yet, I feared the oposite. What if this does work? What if my eyes set the world on fire- a fire I have no idea how to put out. Not having any control is terrifying, and right now, I have no idea what's about to happen.

"It's alright, Sasuke," Fugaku reassures, a hand gently pressing down on my shoulder. "Whether you fail or succeed is not something you should be worried about." It is a rare sight, to see my father give a genuine smile. As of late, they've become more and more common, yet the smile he shows me now is one of the brightest. "You're my son, and nothing will change that."

Who'd have thought that the cold, calculating man that once wore that face would give such an honest and caring answer? Certainly not me. Nevertheless, this is the current reality. I thought my haphazard flailings would change nothing, yet the Uchiha clan stands united and my brother is no traitor. Other things changed, specifically that strange, mysterious gatekeeper I met on that fateful night.

Who was he? Obito?

...

I may never find out, but that doesn't matter right now.

I take a deep breath and give him an understanding nod.

"I believe in you, courageous little brother." Itachi chuckles, hand ruffling my hair. It's a bit annoying, but I'll let the gesture slide just this once. I huff and fix the unruly mop atop my head. Joke or not, it's really hard to keep the hair down. If I don't give it constant attention, it ends up looking like a duck's arse.

"Right..." I whisper and step away from the two people that brought me here. My eyes shut- chakra slowly trickling to them.

"Remember. Visualize a strong image and focus on it." My father speaks. "It matters little what comes to mind, only that you give yourself fully to concentrating on it."

It needs to be something powerful- something I won't easilly forget. Pictures of my family come to mind, but those fade rather quickly. I can't focus on a single one, as their faces jump around far too often. Yue comes next, but like everyone else, it's very hard to keep her in view. What else is there? My old world? No, its edges have started to blur slightly in my mind.

...

There's one thing. This world- the heroes that saved it. There's no way I'd forget the reason I'm here. Naruto. Sasuke. They're not here any longer- I've taken their place. For better or worse, the previous path to victory is lost. With me at the wheel of fate, who knows where everything will end up. Still, I won't just sit down at let the world roll me over.

Naruto and Sasuke.

Their silhouettes are seared into my mind. My eyes lay closed, yet its as if they were right in front of me. The heroes this world deserved. I reached out with my mind's eye, desperately trying to grab hold of even a fraction of their strength. Alone, this challenge would be near impossible, but if I could use their strength...

A massive wave of exhaustion rammed into my tiny body, nearly knocking me off my feet. Pain exploded in my right eye and I knew it had worked. Slowly, it opened. Something red and sticky ran down my face; blood?

Whatever the case, the image of Naruto and Sasuke remained in my mind, yet a semblance of that refused to leave. In front of me, a ghostly, glowing form hovered above the murky ground. His back was to me, yet I know that spiky head of blond hair and the etherial, orange cloak hovering behind him.

"That's-" My father's eyes went wide. Disbelief and shock threatened to consume him, just as they had for me.

Itachi was more reserved, and while it took him a bit longer to spot the resemblance, he still stared in surprise.

"The fourth?" He whispered, brow furrowing. No matter how many times his eyes bounced from me to the flickering apparition, I had no answer to give. It simply stood there, a large grin on its otherwise unremarkable face. Three whiskers sat on either side of his cheeks and eyes full of determination stared back at me as the spectre turned.

There was no will in its gaze- whatever this thing was, it only held a semblance of the great hero. I had sought for a fraction of their power to use as my own- so I found exactly that. My vision swam as chakra exhaustion began to set in. I could feel it in my bones; I'd probably be passing out in the next few moments. However...

"What sort of power is this?" Fugaku questioned. "Resurrection? No, while he looks similar, that isn't the fourth."

He stepped forward, cautiously staring at Naruto's phantom. Slowly reaching for a stone, he lobed it at the apparition. I had expected the lazy attack to pass right through him, yet the result was quite different. Swift as lightning, Naruto's phantom lashed out with claw of pure, orange energy, reducing the pebble to ash. I certainly hadn't ordered that, and neither did I order it to raise its hand against ny father. Yet, here it was.

Naruto's apparition was about to attack my father. Was there anything I could do? This was the very thing I feared...

The ghostly apparition, having taken Naruto's faded form, raises its kunai into the air. My father pauses, his hands falling into a familiar combat stance. His movements are far more refined than mine's. I'm a dull spoon and he's like a razor.

"Sasuke?" My father asks questioningly. "Did you summon this... spectre?"

Itachi joins my father's side, eyes spinning like crimson pinwheels. Whatever happens, they're both ready for a fight.

"I-I think so." I answer, gazing up at Naruto's phantom. His body flickers and tiny, orange embers sizzle of his strange form. The double raises a single hand. A deep, ominous chill races down my spine. Chakra visibly starts gathering at the center of his palm. It starts out as a small sphere, and then, a high-pitched whirring noise grates across my ears and echoes through the forest. A brilliant, blue, spiralling sphere shrieks in Nauto's hand. It threatens to grind away at anything it touches, like an industrial drill.

"How?" If my father was confused before, then he's absolutely flabbergasted now. "But thats-" He bites his tongue, and it feels like he'd snap around to face me were he not in front of an enemy.

"The Rasengan," Itachi mutters. "That's what its called, yes?"

Fugaku nods.

"The fourth's signature Jutsu. But, how?" It's a question I'd like to know as well. However, it doesn't seem like I'll be able to ask this ghost. Naruto hoves forward and then lunges at my father. His famed speed is sorely lacking. Fugaku sidesteps the blow, easilly sending a punch at the phantom's face, knocking him off balance slightly. In the next instant, Itachi's at his side, kunai flashing in his hand. The weapon sinks into where his ribs would be, yet the aberration does not fall.

Pain explodes in my right eye- Naruto's form flickers and appears a few feet away. He prepares for another attack.

No. This isn't what I want.

I take a deep breath and focus.

Stop! Stop attacking my family!

A silent command resonates within my soul. Even as the world slowly begins to fade around me, the order resounds in my mind.

Stop!

I fall to my knees, exhaustion tightening around my bones. Looking up, I find Naruto's ghost staring down at me. His hollow, lifeless eyes give a spark of recognition before he nods. And, just like that, he lays his arms down. The Rasengan pitters out into tiny strands of blue light, leaving behind not a single remnant of the great Jutsu. My summoned apparition vanishes shortly after, leaving only my exhausted body.

I collapse, darkness taking my mind. The world of darkness is strangely comforting. For a single, infinitesimally small moment, I can make out a voice. Like someone shouting in a deep cave, the sound is hard to distinguish and I can't make out more than a single word. Even then, it's distorted and hard to understand.

"...o....ive...up!"

It's familiar. I know that voice. It's-

Just as the name is on the tip of my tongue, consciousness sinks its claws into ny neck and violently rips me out of the dream-like world. Light assaults my eyes, and then a worried face comes into view. Small, growing wrinkles line his face.

"Are you ok, Sasuke?"

A meek, tired smile tugs at my lip.

"Y-Yeah." I answered my father. "Just super tired." The previously damp and dark forest trees have been replaced by cool, wooden architecture. The soft, comfortable mattress below me is one I'm intimately acquainted with. I'm back in my room.

"W-What happened?"

I ask, gently pressing a palm to my right eye. Damn, it stings! Thankfully, I can see just fine.

"You used your eyes." Itachi answers. Wait, was he always there? I didn't even notice! "Curiously, it has the power to bring forth the dead... or maybe their spirits?"

He and Fugaku share a look.

"We don't really know, and nothing else can explain why the apparition knew the fourth's Jutsu. That has to be it."

They're essentially coming to their own conclusions. If I wanted to keep quiet about the truth, all I need to do is stay silent.

Itachi and my father speak amongst themselves. They question if my Sharingan's ability is something related to an old, forbidden Jutsu.

"Once, there were rumours of the Second being able to revive the dead." My father murmurs. "I thought them just that- silly stories about him making a Jutsu to reach through the veil of life and death, dragging forth the spirits of the departed." His eyes glide towards me. "Now, I'm not so certain those stories were just stories." A pause. "If you can call the dead, then maybe we should look to the Second for more ideas?"

Itachi nods slowly, a question on the tip of his tongue. He thinks better of it.

"An Uchiha he is not. If anything, I've heard he truly distrusted our clan."

Fugaku blows a sigh.

"You're not wrong." He grumbles. "It wasn't exactly a secret that Tobirama Senju disliked the Uchiha. It's not like he hated all of us, but he could never truly trust our clan."

Hazy memories of war and children murdering each other came to mind. He and his brother fought the Uchiha as children, watching as their siblings were killed one at a time. I can't really blame the Second for holding a grudge, but such times have long since passed. Without the Uchiha, Konoha would not be as successful as it's been.

Yet... a small, cynical part of ne can't help but realize that he was right. The Uchiha would have shown themselves traitor had I not intervened. Granted, it didn't come without reason, but the facts don't change. A chunk of my clan was willing to kill anyone in their path to usurp control of the village. They paid for that with their lives.

"I don't think it brings back the dead." I spoke, voice solid and slightly nervous. As two sets of eyes bore down on me- one full of curiosity and the other of interest, I couldn't help but find the room just a tad warmer.

"Why do you say that?" Fugaku asked, brow rising.

"Did you learn anything?" Itachi questioned with a small smile.

Learn something? I suppose that's a way of putting it...

"I've... I've been having these weird dreams lately." I start, trying to find the best way to explain this. It's a good thing it isn't a lie, as the whole Naruto thing and Mangekyo dream were pretty weird, if a bit old. In the end, how can anyone explain that they're from another world without sounding insane? Ninja are paranoid, and nothing shows it better than my own thoughts.

"Dreams?" Fugaku hums. I give a gentle nod and shut my eyes.

"I... I dream of many things. One is of the man that appeared." Of Naruto.

"He's... he's a young boy who fought to save the world." I pause. What's the best way to prove this? The best way to show that I'm not speaking out my ass?

"His name was... Naruto? I think? There's this weird thing inside him- it kinda looks like a big fox or something."

My father and brother stiffen. It's a bit cruel, but distracting them with surprise and fear is the best way to get make them possibly miss my tiny lies.

"I've only seen scattered bits, but he grew up and learned that weird spiny, blue attack from some weird old guy that liked toads."

Again, the two men in front of me share a knowing look.

"I didn't call the fourth Hokage-" I stop, mumbling something under my breath. Something to sound confused. "I think I called Naruto."

Silence. Absolute silence. And then-

"That's... an interesting theory." My father answers, fingers digging through his chin.

I nod.

"He had whiskers on his cheeks, right?" I point out, hoping that the spectre had those familiar traits.

"Now that you mention it... yes, he did," Itachi say, coming to my rescue.

Thank god! That was perhaps the stupidest thing I've said. If he didn't have those whiskers, I'd have been in trouble.

"Something to think about." Fugaku nods wisely. "If your power isn't to summon the dead, then perhaps you can pull forth people from the future? People from your dreams?" He pauses. "There is no Naruto, after all."

Not in this world. But in my mind-

"Either way, I can see you're tired. Get some rest." With that, he stands; Itachi follows after him as he leaves my room.

A nice nap would be great about now. I lazily crawl into bed and allow sweet bliss to take my senses. Using those cursed eyes drained me completely...

In any case, my father and brother soon leave me to rest. The whole ordeals left me exhausted. Nevertheless, both share a piece of advice with me before they go.

"Don't become reliant on that power, son," Fugaku warned. "You'll go blind."

"That's true, brave little brother." Itachi nodded in agreement. "It's best to find other ways to gain power, lest you lose it all."

Good advice, and honestly, I might take it. Practicing to get a better handle on this might be good, but every second I spend refining it, is a second I use destroying my sight. And, I'm obviously not going to snatch Itachi's eyes to avoid the consequences.

It'd probably take a great deal of power to wish that particular problem away.

At my side, Yue flutters down with a small, worried smile.

"I'm happy you're ok."

It's just the two of us now. From what my father said, Mikoto practically lived at my side until Saeko called her away.

The life of a mother- of a parent is never easy. It's a good thing I'm not one.

I relax and sit back, allowing darkness to pull me under once again. The world swims around me. Voices batter my mind and body. Everything's so... heavy. This world, this life... it's not an easy one. Even though I've faced so much, it's nothing compared to what's yet to come. all I can do is hope I'll be strong enough to face those challenges.

Untill then, all I can do is train and hope that I end up strong enough to overcome anything that stands in my way.

[Reward: Learned More about Your Mangekyo Sharingan! | Gained trait: "The Price Of Power"]

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Stat Screen

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Name: Sasuke Uchiha

Age 10 Years~

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Stats

(6) Strength (-1: Trait)

(8) Dexterity 

(8) Agility 

(10) Charisma

(10) Cunning

(6) Luck

(16) Soul (+2: Trait)

Chakra: [56] = +32 [Soul*2] + 6 [STR] + 8 [Dex] + 10 [Cun]

Skill Points: 2

Wish Points: 6

Money: 50 Ryo

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Jutsu:

Clone (Normal) [1/10]: The basic art of making illusionary clones.

Fireball [2/10]: The basic jutsu of your clan. "It burns!!!"

Basic Genjutsu (Sound) [1/10]: A simple genjustu that produces a sound at your desired location. Limited to simple and rudimentary sounds at the moment.

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Abilities

Yue (Obsidian Crystal Gift): Supposedly, the fairy was born from your crystal?

Skills:

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{Combat}

Taijutsu [2/10]: The basic art of fighting with one's body.

+Hakkyokuken [2/10]: A particular fighting style that focuses on striking power. (Naruko Knows This)

+Intercepting Fist [2/10]: The Uchiha clan's fighting style. Excels when used with the Sharingan.

Throwing [2/10]: The basic art of lobbing pointy bits into other's bodies. You can hit slow-moving things!

One-Handed Swords [1/10]: How to use one-handed swords.

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{Utility}

Stealth [1/10]: Ninja Vanish!

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{Life}

Dancing [1/10]: Your mom's a really good dancer. You kinda want to try it out.

Singing [2/10]: You've apperantly got a really good singing voice. Still, being called adorable by your mom's a bit humiliating...

Cooking [1/10]: It doesn't hurt to pick up a few cooking skills here and there.

Traits:

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Enduring Soul: Soul +2!

Sharingan (6/6 Tomoe): Your Sharingan has reached full maturity at the age of 6. Truly, others would consider you a prodigy if they knew. All that's left to do is train with it.

+Copy Cat +1: You can memorize a Jutsu you've seen.

+Chackra Cost +2: Lowers The cost of keeping the Sharingan active by 10%

+Shift: You can decide whatever your Sharingan 'looks' like. This makes hiding them easy, as you can make them look like your normal eyes.

Mangekyo Sharingan: A powered-up version of your eyes that has some special ability. Using it supposedly makes you blinder.

+Image Gate: You can summon shades of Naruto and Sasuke? They're not as strong as they should be...

The Price Of Power: Using the Mangekyo is not a good idea. It'll leave you blind.

+[1/300]

Chakra Nature: Everyone has one, though some have more.

-???: You're not sure what your original one is.

-Lightning (100%): You've got the hang of Lightning Element chakra. (Lighting Jutsu gain bonuses | Higher Tier Lightning Jutsu Can be Learned)

Scared: You've been through some hardships. The experience has left marks on your body and soul.

+2 Soul!

-1 STR

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Important People / Aquaintances:

Yue: Your wish-granting fairy. She seems... odd, but nice.

+Medium House Replica: A gift you gave her. He table-sized house she lives in. It has a pool!

Itachi: Your 'big' brother. He's prety cool.

Fugaku: Your stern, but kind father.

Mikoto: Your mom. Love with a face.

Naruko: Your friend? Why is she a girl?

Saeko Uchiha? The name you chose if your new sibling is a sister!

Mila: The leader of the cat contract.

Jubei: Your partner for the cat contract.

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Training:

-Family!

+1 Extra SP per year.

+1 Extra Stat Point Per Year

+1 Jutsu Point Per Year

+1 Life Skill Point Per Year

+1 Technique Point Per Year

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Inventory:

-Elite Smoke Bomb X1: Adds to stealth