A life that I will change Book 1-3

"So... when are you coming back from the mission?" Itachi asked. "Or will I only see you at the clan meeting?"

"I think we'll see each other a little earlier," and after making sure that no one was following their conversation, Shisui activated the sharingan anyway.

He really didn't like the fact that in those "pictures of the future" there was an omnipresent "walking aloe" undetectable by most sensors.

And if we take into account the fact that, apparently, a masked comrade, Obito Uchiha, took part in the liquidation of the Uchiha clan, then Shisui did not intend to tell him about his plans.

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"Shisui-san, there's some movement in the hidden mist camp," the command sensor reported.

They arrived at the border four days ago, and so far everything has been calm.

"Let's go," Shisui commanded, activating his sharingan.

If the opponents had forced a fight, he would have thought that this was either not the situation that was shown in the "pictures of the future", or that the time of his supposed death had been postponed, or that the "pictures" from dreams were also wrong. But he recognized the "one-eyed" man who was hiding the byakugan behind a blindfold, despite the fact that he had seen it for the first time in his life.

The Shinobi of the Mist also recognized their opponent and hastily retreated, taking their "distraught" comrades with them.

"This will keep them away from our borders for a while," Shisui muttered in response to his team's congratulations and joy.

The accuracy of the "predictions" was confirmed, causing the heart to contract for a moment and skip a beat. Still, there was hope that everything would work out and the terrible future predicted by that mangaka would not happen.

"Will you go alone, Shisui-san?" the sensor was surprised. "Take at least a Kano with you for strength support."

"No, it's okay. I just want to visit Ryu. My mother's relatives live there, and when she found out that my mission was in the east, she asked me to find out about their affairs if I had the opportunity. Intelligence reported that the Foggies had curtailed all operations and sorties on the territory of the Country of Fire and in the border waters. They've also moved out of the Hot Spring Country, so I think I can afford to satisfy my mother's request. I'll leave you a crow in case the situation changes and our opponents make a move. She'll be able to find me, and I'll be back.

It's been thirty hours since one-eye's party attacked with the byakugan.

"Our shift will come in three and a half days, I'll be back in three. Saiko, take command!" Shisui commanded.

"Yes, Captain!" Saiko straightened up.

"We won't let you down, Shisui-san!" The others whispered in unison.

He nodded and headed southwest to Ryu City, one hundred and sixty kilometers away from their mission site, planning to get there in three to four hours.

Upon arriving in the city, the first thing Shisui did was go to the bank, withdraw all his accumulated mission money from the clan accounts. He did the same with Itachi's savings account.

Cashing out something in Konoha would be too risky. And in the old Ryu, besides the fact that it was located near the hideout of the Uchiha clan, which was run by a neko led by an Old Cat, there was an excellent banking system where you could receive or transfer money from the Big Five countries from anywhere. Among other things, Konoha Bank is unlikely to find out about this operation without an appropriate investigation. And there will be no one to inherit him after his "death", if everything goes as planned.

The money was sealed in scrolls and placed at the bottom of his bag. Part of the plan was successfully completed. It was lucky that he was sent on a mission so timely and close to Ryu. Shisui went to the market, bought fresh fish, several bottles of valerian tincture, a bag of catnip and went to the shelter.

In general, it belonged to the main branch, Itachi and Sasuke visited Ryu more than once, several relatives of their clan actually lived there, and once, before moving to Konoha, the Uchiha clan lived.

Sasuke then, to the admiration and envy of his younger sister, enthusiastically talked about his "cat hunt", which he was going to continue later, describing his album with cat paw prints in colors, not knowing that he and Itachi had once started this competition. Therefore, Shisui was also a member of this shelter and was well acquainted with the Old Cat and her preferences, besides, he was directly related to the main branch of the clan.

"Shii-kun! Long time no see!" He was met by two ninja cats at the entrance. "Did you bring us some goodies?"

"Is Grandma the Cat at home?" showing a rolled-up ball of mint, he asked. The Ninneko cheered, sniffing hungrily.:

"Yes! We'll escor-r-rt you if you've forgotten where her chambers are."

"No, I remember. Is she there, then?" Shisui smiled. He always liked cats-beautiful, flexible, cute and dangerous.

"Yes!" The guards of the shelter received their offering and, clutching it in their teeth, rushed off, purring the corridor.

The Old Cat's chambers smelled of tobacco, and, as always, she was smoking thoughtfully, holding a long mouthpiece with a smoking pipe.

Shii-kun," Grandma Cat greeted in a cracked voice, slightly bowing her gray head with a rim in the form of cat ears.

"What need brought you to the Shelter?"

"Grandma is a Cat," Shisui bowed respectfully and sat on his knees. "I've come to ask for your help..."

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Shisui-san, you came back quickly! — Saiko greeted, remaining in charge.

"There were no incidents during your absence," the sensor reported. "You managed just in time, the pigeon of the relief team recently arrived, they will arrive in twelve hours. How are your relatives?"

"It's all right," Shisui nodded. "General collection. I want to hear a report from everyone."

"There is!" Saiko gave the pre-arranged signal, and six Shinobi were already standing around him a couple of minutes later. Shisui activated his Mangekyo sharingan and erased the team's memory of being away. Twelve hours until the end of the mission. In another twenty hours, they will return to Konoha. After that, the countdown will start in minutes...

Shisui squeezed his eyes shut and adjusted his breathing, calming down.

"Kano, you're on duty, the rest of you are resting. Our shift will arrive soon."

Part 1. Chapter 4. Epiphany

Sasuke sighed and looked at the basket of food once more. He knew that his mother had wrapped onigiri, sweet rice dumplings, his favorite tomatoes, and some other foods in it.

It all started with the fact that a couple of days ago, when the three of them were having lunch without their father, Itachi suddenly asked his mother about her It all started with the fact that a couple of days ago, when the three of them were having lunch without their father, Itachi suddenly asked his mother about her Girlfriend Kushina-san.

Mom was upset and said that this Kushina died immediately after the birth of the child and that mom wanted to take this child into their family because the boy's father died too, but some circumstances did not allow Mikoto-kaa-san to even look after her friend's son.

My brother almost never talked about his missions, referring to the secrecy of his work at the ANBU. But that day, Itachi looked thoughtfully at Sasuke and said that this child, the son of his mother's But that day, Itachi looked thoughtfully at Sasuke and said that this child, the son of his mother's Girlfriend, was in the same class with him, and Itachi's current assignment at the ANBU was to look after this orphan from lunch until late at night.

Sasuke was sorting through his classmates in his mind at that time, and only a few people fit the definition of "orphan". And, of course, according to the law of meanness, this idiot Uzumaki Naruto turned out to be the "one".

A truant who constantly talked about rivalry and bullied Sasuke, however, unsuccessfully, only making himself look even more of a fool. He never responded, reminding himself of the dignity of the clan and ignoring it, but it wasn't easy.

Uzumaki was wildly annoying, it's not clear why. Perhaps because he was very different from all his classmates, who, for the most part, treated Sasuke with great respect and admiration bordering on adoration. Especially the girls. Because he was the best student in the class and because he is an Uchiha. Uzumaki completely omitted this fact and said that he was better than him, but it was not clear — why. But, despite the beatings from the girls and the laughter of the others, he did not back down from his "rivalry" with him.

Itachi casually mentioned that Uzumaki was practically starving, his mother had packed some food, and Sasuke had to hand it over so as not to arouse suspicion. He couldn't figure out why ANBU and his brother were so attracted to this jerk.

Today was a day off, my brother said that his classmate could be found in a small clearing near the clan quarter where he was training. Itachi advised him to wait for his shift before approaching Uzumaki with a basket.

Sasuke sighed again. His mission was just to pass on the food. And for some reason it was difficult for him.

Suddenly, someone from the Hug jumped out of the bushes onto the path, according to all the signs: transparent eyes and long hair. A guy about Shisui-nii-san's age was dragging a girl with him.

Sasuke saw that it was his classmate Hyuga Hinata, who was squeaking something protesting that Naruto had saved her from bullies, and they had left him beaten up in the woods, to which her guard snorted contemptuously and said:

"To get dirty because of any brat. You shouldn't think about him, Hinata-sama, he's not worthy of your attention."

They passed by, and for some reason Sasuke didn't like what the elder Hyuga said at all. It was as if he had voiced his own thoughts, and he was a little ashamed to hear them from the outside. Turning down the path into the forest, from where the representatives of the second Konoha clan of dojutsu came out, Sasuke walked two hundred meters through the bushes and found Uzumaki on the ground. He lay with his eyes closed, breathing heavily. His lip was split, and there was a healthy black eye.

Sasuke looked around for his brother, but couldn't find him. Most likely, the "surveillance" forbade interference. He examined the tracks and realized that there were three people who had beaten Uzumaki.

Actually, this jerk often came to the Academy in bruises and abrasions, but Sasuke never thought that the blonde could be beaten up by a crowd, he believed that Uzumaki himself was fighting with someone or finding adventures in a soft spot. Suddenly, I remembered the strange whispers of my classmates and their estrangement. It was in the air of the Academy that one should not communicate with Uzumaki. And the glances that adults cast... Sasuke didn't think much of it either, but his inquisitive mind began to put together the "secret of Uzumaki Naruto." Who for some reason was not allowed to join his family and who was hated by adults and shunned by his peers. Not to mention the ANBU surveillance.

It suddenly occurred to him that if his mom had been allowed, Uzumaki would have become his sworn brother. Sasuke looked at the blond man's face: quivering eyelashes, blood on his lip had already dried and stopped flowing, thin stripes on his cheeks like cat whiskers, and suddenly he thought about the nature of these stripes.

Their classmate Kiba from the Inuzuka clan, who walked around with red triangles-fangs on his cheeks — drew them, but somehow boasted that when he became a genin, he would get the same generic tattoos. It's the same with the "spirals" on Akimichi Cheji's cheeks.

But Uzumaki was an orphan, and he probably didn't get clan tattoos. Moreover, there is no such clan in Konoha, if there was, it would definitely have been taken away.

Sasuke put the basket on the ground, sat down and ran his finger along someone else's cheek, trying to erase the stripes, they did not look like tattoos, but rather symmetrical birthmarks of a very unusual shape.

"Hey, wake up," Sasuke lightly patted his classmate's face. Her long, fluffy eyelashes fluttered, and her bright blue eyes opened in surprise.

"S-Sasuke?" There was a strangled murmur. Then Uzumaki, trying to get up, winced and hissed like a snake, apparently in pain.

Sasuke helped him sit up.

"They've got you all right. The whole lip is split..." Not knowing what to say, he muttered. Uzumaki looked at him strangely, as if he had met him for the first time.

"Did you see?" The voice was hoarse and croaking.

"No, I just heard Hyuga talking and found you here. Those who did this have already run away," Sasuke almost lied. "Hinata seemed to want to help you, but that guy Hyuga refused..."

Uzumaki looked away.

"They were bullying her...." he mumbled and frowned, glaring from under his brows, as if it was Sasuke mocking their classmate, and for some reason it became very uncomfortable to look into those piercing blue eyes.

"Well done for intervening. Let's eat, hunt down these bullies and teach them a lesson?" He suggested it. "There were three of them, weren't there?"

"Yeah," Uzumaki cocked his head to the side. "How did you find out?" Following the footsteps. Nii-san taught me how to untangle footprints," boasted Sasuke.

Uzumaki smiled broadly at the mention of Itachi.

"You have a very good brother, Sasuke. He's kind."

"Y-Yes...", Sasuke wondered why his older brother was familiar to a classmate.

"Did you say "let's eat"?" Uzumaki suddenly caught himself and looked expressively at the standing basket. "Do you have food in there?"

"Yes... help yourself," Sasuke took out the handkerchief covering the basket and put the food prepared by his mother on it.

"Can I eat this?!" Uzumaki whispered in disbelief, swallowing noisily and staring incredulously.

"Of course," Sasuke nodded, and was the first to take onigiri from the makeshift table, taking a bite. "Eat it."

I accept with gratitude! Uzumaki exclaimed joyfully, instantly changing from suspicion to boundless happiness, and attacked the food.

(* "I accept with gratitude" is the literal translation of the well-known "Itadakimas".)

Sasuke also had an appetite when he saw how quickly the food was disappearing. There were enough supplies in the basket for four people, he thought, before he became more familiar with other people's gluttony.

"Sorry... It's over," Fifteen minutes later, he looked at Uzumaki's empty handkerchief with some surprise. You probably carried it to someone? Oh, remorse came too late.

"Nothing," Sasuke waved his hand, intuitively deciding not to tell who this basket was intended for. "So, are we going to chase those three?"