Naruto : Shisui Uchiha & Gacha in multiverse

Shisui cast a quiet glance toward Kaori, who had gone silent, lost in thought after everything he had just told her.

He didn't interrupt.

There was no need to.

Moments ago, he had laid out fragments of the truth. Enough to shake her. Enough to deepen her understanding of how broken the shinobi world truly was.

He spoke of his loyalty to Konoha, and how it was repaid with betrayal.

Of the fall of the Uzumaki clan. The decline of the Senju. The disgrace of the White Fang. The mysterious death of the Fourth Hokage.

Bits and pieces. Just enough to raise Konoha's threat level in her eyes.

He hadn't held back. Not because he trusted her, but because, in the grand scheme of things, what did it matter?

Even if the information leaked, it wouldn't change anything. It wouldn't stop him.

As for his identity, Shisui didn't feel the need to conceal much.

Yes, he had plans.

Yes, he intended to form an organisation. To manipulate events from behind the curtain. To rework the shinobi system from the roots up.

Yes, he would one day see Konoha fall.

But who said he needed to remain in the shadows to do it?

He wouldn't reveal himself just yet, of course. Not to Konoha. Not until his foundation was secure. Root was still out there. Danzo's reach could still find him, even now.

So for the time being, silence was a shield.

But eventually?

No.

He wouldn't hide.

In fact, wasn't it better this way?

Let the world believe there were two forces at work.

One, a nameless phantom spreading chaos across nations.

The other, Shisui Uchiha, the fallen prodigy waging a personal war against the village that had thrown him away.

Two enemies. One truth.

He had time.

He had the will.

And everything so far was unfolding exactly as he planned.

Of course, their conversation hadn't been one-sided. Between her hesitant admissions and the quiet fury behind her eyes, Shisui had gained more than enough insight into Kaori's past.

The Uzumaki massacre.

How she had fled with others in the chaos, clan members scattering like embers on the wind. Some were killed. Others gave their lives to protect the younger ones. Eventually, the group was forced to split up. Survival demanded it.

Kaori had survived.

But not unscathed.

Her story, though incomplete, painted a clear picture: betrayal, pain, and a desperate bid for safety.

Karin had never been part of any plan. Just a consequence of misplaced trust.

She and a few others had believed in someone they shouldn't have. A promise of protection turned into betrayal. The result? A pregnancy. A choice.

And Kaori, despite everything, chose to keep the child.

With no allies, no resources, and nowhere else to turn, she sought refuge in the Village Hidden in the Grass.

To earn safety, she revealed just enough, her Uzumaki heritage, her chakra, her healing ability. Not the whole truth, but enough to be useful.

Enough to be kept alive.

She wasn't welcomed. She was caged. Not literally, but close enough. Treated like a tool. A beast. A resource to be tapped into whenever needed.

But she survived.

And so did the child inside her.

Karin.

Shisui had already verified her story before bringing them out.

He hadn't gone in blind. That wasn't how he operated.

While he had no intention of starting a war with Kusagakure, he had been ready for confrontation. A massacre was unlikely, but a small purge was within reason.

He had chosen his targets carefully. Low-level guards. Inattentive shinobi. The kind who couldn't even draw their weapons before it was too late.

And from them, he extracted the pieces he needed, the village's records, whispers of the red-haired girl and her mother, the details too closely guarded for official scrolls.

After that?

They were no longer useful.

So he removed them.

Kaori sat still for a long time, lost in her thoughts, her gaze cast toward the flickering shadows beyond the cave.

A quiet inhale broke the silence.

"So," she finally said, her voice low but steady. "What do you want from us?"

Instead of answering immediately, he tilted his head slightly, as if considering which version of himself to show.

"Well..." he said after a pause, "that depends. Do you want the truth or the lie?"

Kaori met his hollow gaze without hesitation. "Tell me both."

A soft smile ghosted across his lips.

"Alright then," he said. "The truth is, I'm a noble soul. A bleeding heart. I saw you and your daughter being bitten and treated like livestock by those monsters in Kusagakure, and I simply couldn't stand it. So I risked life and limb to rescue you, so you two could live a happy, peaceful life under the sun."

Kaori raised an eyebrow. "And the lie?"

"The lie," he echoed, voice dropping an octave, "is that I'm planning to destroy Konoha. I have goals, plans that will reshape the shinobi world, and I need capable subordinates. Karin has potential. She could become at least an elite jōnin, maybe even a Kage, if she doesn't waste her bloodline. As for you... well, if you're useful, you might earn your place too."

Kaori said nothing at first.

Then she exhaled through her nose, lips tightening faintly.

"I see," she murmured, folding her arms. "So the noble soul is the lie."

Shisui chuckled softly.

"And if we refuse?" she asked.

"Then I'll drop you off somewhere safe and walk away," he said, tone flat. "I don't force people to stay in hell."

Kaori's gaze dropped to Karin, who was curled beside her, asleep once again.

Then she looked back at Shisui.

"...And if we stay?"

He didn't smile. But his answer came without pause.

"Then I'll make sure no one ever hurts her again."

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"You sure you wanna do this?"

sigh "That's the third time you've asked."

I didn't even look at her when I said it. Just leaned back against the tree, eyes half-closed, breathing slow. Kaori was pacing a bit, hands fidgeting more than usual. Nervous. Couldn't blame her. I mean, she was about to meet Tsunade.

This wasn't even the original plan. Hell, I wasn't supposed to be dragging anyone across borders this week. But then again, plans never survive first contact with real life. And Kaori? She's not doing great.

All those years getting bitten for her healing chakra really did a number on her. She's still walking, sure, still breathing—but that doesn't mean she's okay. She's got internal damage. The kind you can't see. Life force problems. Chakra damage that won't fix itself with rest and ramen.

And I could leave it alone.

But I won't.

I want them alive. It's that simple. If I'm gonna use them, they need to survive long enough to be worth the effort. Karin's got talent, no doubt. I see it. But I'm not about to waste time raising her like some kind of babysitter. If Kaori drops, Karin drops with her. That's just how it works with people. Break the core, everything else crumbles.

So yeah, we're going to Tsunade.

She's the best option out there. Probably the only one who can fix Kaori—or at least patch her up enough to function without falling over.

But there's more to it.

A test.

Just 'cause Tsunade saved me once doesn't mean I trust her. People lie. Especially the ones who smile while doing it. Maybe it was real. Maybe it was all staged. Who knows? I don't take things at face value anymore. Not after everything.

That's why I'm bringing Kaori and Karin to her. Not just for healing.

For confirmation.

If she really is Konoha's loyal little medic, she'll report them. No way two redheads slip past unnoticed.

But if she doesn't?

Then maybe I can work with her again. Keep her on the board. Play her right.

I keep my eyes closed. Still calm.

"We already talked about this," I muttered, not bothering to open my eyes. "You need to see her. It's not a choice anymore."

She didn't respond right away. Just went quiet.

But I could tell she got it. It wasn't just about her. It was about Karin too. That girl had been bitten and drained more times than either of them would probably admit out loud. Better to get checked now—by the best there is—than wait for something to go wrong later.

Problem is… Kaori doesn't trust easily.

Not me. Not Tsunade. Hell, probably not even herself at this point.

And I get it.

She doesn't want more people knowing they exist—especially not anyone from Konoha. She's spent too long surviving in the shadows to suddenly feel safe in the sun. Too many people have smiled at her just before they sunk the knife in.

"Don't worry. If she tries anything… I'll kill her."

I stood up, brushing the dirt off my cloak. "Let's go."

Kaori stared at me for a second—longer than usual. Like she was trying to read something off my face. But whatever she was looking for, she didn't say. Just turned toward the lake where Karin was still splashing around, unaware of the quiet tension we'd been wrapped in.

"Karin," she called out.

The girl looked over, eyes wide and curious. She didn't say anything, just started making her way back to us, water dripping from her legs and clothes.

She's like that.

Quiet. Watchful.

Still hasn't said a single word to me—not one. If I didn't have my hearing cranked up to track their conversations from a distance, I might've thought she was mute.

But she's not. Just cautious. Smart, probably. Doesn't know what I am to her yet.

Can't blame her.

She's got every right to stay quiet.

We didn't stick around much longer after that. Once they were both ready, we hit the road again.

Eventually, we made it.

Big town. One of the biggest outside the daimyō provinces. Crowded, loud, alive in a way most shinobi villages aren't. No headbands here, but plenty of danger if you knew where to look.

People packed shoulder to shoulder, selling everything from bad sake to overpriced weapons. Smugglers, wanderers, maybe a few bounty hunters tucked in the alleys if you looked hard enough.

But we weren't here for the scenery.

Before I left Tsunade last time, I'd gotten a rough idea of her travel schedule. A month's worth of places she planned to hit—casinos, markets, a few back-alley clinics when she felt like pretending to be a medic again.

And if nothing had changed…

She should be here.

We slipped into town without drawing attention. Nothing flashy, just another group of travellers passing through.

While Kaori and Karin took a break near one of the food stalls, I wandered into the busier part of the main street leaving a clone behind.

Then I caught a conversation near a vendor stand.

"Did you hear about the big fat sheep?"

"Who's that?"

"Hehe, let me tell you—she walked into the casino earlier, didn't win a single round. Lost millions."

"What? Really?"

"Yeah. Everyone's lining up to try their luck against her. Even the dealers can't believe she's still going."

I didn't even need to hear the name.

Tsunade.

Looks like we're right on time.

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