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"Well?" the third Hokage settled himself into the most comfortable chair in the room while the Anbu that had been keeping the peace at the Uchiha-Hyuuga meeting made themselves comfortable in the black ops lounge.
"No eye strain." the anonymous figure in the leopard mask said succinctly, referring to the bulging of the veins around the eye that accompanies most Byakugan activations.
"What?" the woman in the lizard mask snapped her head around to look at Leopard, "His veins popped out like any of them."
"They did when
by ~goldenkizamu
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Twelve scrolls of lineage and family records were rapidly perused by a mixed team of Uchiha, Hyuuga and two outside experts in genetics and village history. This team was systematically cataloging every documented incidence of Uchiha-Hyuuga intermarriage as far back as the records go. Sasuke's mother hoped feverently that they would find something, otherwise her own school-girl crush on Hizashi Hyuuga was sure to be drug into things. Mikoto had always been faithful to Fugaku, but there was sure to be gossip, and Hizashi wasn't around to defend himself or her anymore.
Eleven spinning Sharingans
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Neji, Bristling
Talent is something a person is born with, a boon of nature that raises the gifted over those not so lucky. Sometimes the gifted talent is so great that it is hailed as genius. That fate had gifted me with genius while restricting me to the branch house was a profound irony that I was forced to accept early in life. But, a genius is a genius, and that always has its perks. I garnered admiration at least equal to the Uchiha's, but less fanatical fangirls. Even the academy teachers were somewhat partial to me because
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Prologue:
It was a rainy summer day, that strange mix of sunshine and rain that spoke of omens and oddities. I had just returned home from the market to find my older son sitting in the kitchen, intensely examining an empty pickle jar. A slight flicker crossed his face when I put the bags down, but he did not lift his gaze from the jar and it's green-tinted contents. "Itachi?" I ventured, forcing the amusement off my face.
"Mother." he replied in the half-monotone he'd learned from his father. It was a sad thing to hear from an 11 year old, even if he had been promoted to chuunin last year. &n
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