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thekingwhereitallends · 1 month ago

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Boruto: Tenchijin Chapter Four; Inevitable Reunion

Genre: Fantasy, Sci-Fi, Action

Summary: More side characters struggle with daily routine and work while the antagonist shows a glimpse of his motives.

Date:Jan.20th 2042

"Hyaa!" Himawari rotates around herself at incredible speed to deflect the rivers of venomous insects, another torrent of insects coming from under the ground to attack the defenseless young girl inside the chakra-made hemisphere. Himawari screams as her body is slammed on the ground so hard that the people around can hear her bones crack.

"You missed your shot, Shino." Kiba teases his old friend, grinning. Himawari's body is substituted with an explosive tag that blows up and burns down Shino's bugs, annoying him because he cares for the bonds he forms with each insect of his.

"You little-" Shino murmurs, gritting teeth and gathers his summon animals inside of his grey trenchcoat, not affording to lose a single precious tiny little friend of his for a sparring match.

"This party's getting crazy!" Kiba shouts, stretching out his arms and warms up. "Let's rock, Akamaru!"

"Woof!" Akamaru barks, goes into the fighting stance, prepared to flex his seamless cooperation with Kiba.

"Yay! Go get her, Uncle Kiba!" Mirai screams, cheering up her mother's beloved former pupil.

Eight trigrams vacuum palm!

Himawari shots numerous vaccuum sheels at Kiba and Shino, who evade her attacks without having to look behind.

Himawari's skill with gentle fist style greatly improving during these three years and having been promoted to chunin rank, being renowned as the prodigy of her generation.

Fang over fang!

Kiba and Akamaru move so fast they appear to be blurs in Himawari's eyes, leaving thousands of afterimages as they crawl on ground and spin around Himawari, the man-beast duo attack her from opposite-angles, Kiba from front and Akemaru from behind.

"Gaah!" Himawari lets out a cry of agony and before her body touches the ground, Mirai catches her. Himawari takes brief moments to recover from the injuries inflicted on her and finally stands on her feet without Mirai's help.

"That was a reckless act. You could've paralyzed her." Shino insists.

"I'm a veteran shinobi, man. I know i'm not as smart as you are but i can tell the difference between sturdy kunoichi and fragile child. Besides, i'm a jonin for god's sake. If i couldn't control my chakra properly then i'd be no more than the sore loser i was back then in academy." Kiba responds.

"I mean Uncle Kiba has a point." Mirai says.

"Why would you only cheer for him and not me?" Shino asks Mirai, who pouts and blushes, having no excuse for her deed.

"Someone's jealous." Kiba teases Shino, walking toward Himawari and pats her on top of the head. "Keep it up. You were amazing."

"But is that enough?" Himawari murmurs.

"Hima..." Mirai whispers.

"I am pretty sure that i can't catch up to Boruto. Not like this." Himawari continues.

"Do you really believe that Boruto can be redeemed?" Shino asks the young hyuuga.

"I have this feeling that tells me my parents are still alive... and safe..." Himawari says. "If my father were here, he'd have thought of nothing but chasing Boruto to the ends of the world... to bring him home. At very least he'd have tried his best, because that's the right thing." Himawari adds.

"Of course you'd say that." Kiba smiles. "Don't forget that my friend was forgiving, i'd dare say that she was even more of a weirdo than your dad in my eyes."

"Yeah..." Himawari says.

"About the other question, even i am not ready for that Code and his herd of beasts. Naruto and Sasuke aren't here, neither is your Tsubasa-sensei. Sometimes i wonder if i can make it out alive when they invade konoha?" Kiba states, sitting crosslegged infront of Himawari.

"You dummy!" Tamaki yells at Kiba, punches him on top of the head. "Button it!"

"Ouch!" Kiba grunts. "That's gonna leave a mark."

"Kurenai-san always talked about how you were the most arrogant kid in your generation and now look at you... How tragic." A teenage girl speaks.

"Mother and daughter woke up and decided to gang up on daddy." Kiba rubs the spot where his wife landed the hit as he is standing up.

"You are used to be the pride of you-our clan. For god's sake, don't let people look down on you." The girl says, approaching Kiba. "I want everyone to say nothing bad about my dad. Aren't you the coolest dad in the world?"

"I'm not sure. Maybe if you'd-" Kiba is interrupted as the younger girl scolding him wraps her arms around his neck and kisses him on cheek. "Ugh. I needed that."

"You're welcome." Kiba's daughter giggles.

"Thanks very much, Kitsuna-chan." Kiba says, holding his daughter in arms.

Kitsuna Inuzuka, fifteen years old, one hundred fifty nine centimeters tall, a girl of golden complexion with light brown hair and light yellow eyes, having an athletic body and relatively muscular compared to her peers including those of opposite gender. Kitsuna is blunt but shy, energetic but only when it's for what she deems to be fun like sparring with her parents and cooking, and she derives great pleaaure eating and or drinking spicy hot stuff. Kitsuna does enjoy socializing but hates unwanted physical contact and the chances she'd rip a poor soul's eyes out for touching her isn't low.

"Shino-kun." Shino turns around to see the lady uttering his name with endearment.

"Shiho." Shino embraces his wife in a gentle hug. "Don't push yourself too hard."

"Nuh-oh. I'm a workaholic maniac in a league of my own. There is no stopping me." Shiho insists.

"Imagine you not losing to these little babies." A girl with deep voice mutters, holding a sweets box in her hands.

"Yokan!" Shiho licks her lips as she spots her fave dessert is waiting for her.

"I can tell that you got heart eyes seeing them." Shino mutters, puts his hand on Shiho's shoulder.

"Are they all mine?" Shiho asks the girl that carries her favorite meal.

"Only if you promise to come home and have dinner with us." The girl says.

"You mean-oh! of course..." Shiho rubs her nose. "Okay, deal!"

"Here." The girl hands over the sweets box to Shiho who rushes to open it and put one yokan in her mouth, passionately chewing the heavenly slice as her cheeks burn up.

"You. Are. My. Savior. Hiei-chan!" Shiho confesses, pinching her daughter on cheek.

"I know, right?" Hiei shrugs off her shoulders, proud of herself.

"Thank you, Hiei." Shino says, pats Hiei on her back.

"Mhm." Hiei beams and her glowing eyes visible despite her wearing sunglasses.

Hiei Aburame, fiften years old, standing at one hundred sixty five centimeters tall, dark blonde hair and sky blue eyes, a lean girl of pale white complexion with a shade of gold. Hiei is introverted and geeky like her parents, precautious in nature which leads to her dealing with overwhelming perturbation.

"The last one." Hako mutters, as she transports the last of Code's iron claw marks to a separate dimension with Renga and Sai pressing palms of their hands against the kunoichi's back, channeling his chakra into her. Code's claw marks are spotted on konoha's outskirts on daily basis and it is upon Team Sai to seal them all away since Code's iron claw marks are indestructible and made of huge amount of compressed nature energy that makes it difficult for most of the skilled shinobi with large chakra reserves to take on such task.

Hako Kuroi and Renga Kokubo have been officialy promoted to Anbu rank and occasionally led by Houki Taketori on S-rank mission. Three years has passed since they were appointed as anbu, and around two years since Houki was chosen as the eighth hokage's bodyguard.

"I'm done." Raiga exhales, jumping on his feet. "I feel like i'm getting rusty if i keep doing this. Sai-senpai, when will lord eighth assign us to a classic mission where we could throw hands with some punks?"

"We might get one for the next weekend. I'm not sure so you can take this with a grain of salt." Sai states.

"Wonderful." Houki whispers with the exhausted look on her face.

Two jonins from guards patrol that watch over the village are passing behind Team Sai and look at the anbu squad.

"Good job." One of the jonins says.

"Don't move." Hako shouts, turns back immediately.

"What's the matter?" The other jonin asks.

Sai squad teleport to guards patrol's side, Sai himself grabs the jonins by back of their vests and pulls them.

"How did you not feel anything stuck on your skin?" Sai questions the confused duo.

"Th-that's impossible!" The older jonin in his early thirties with grey hair stutters.

"Oh,you don't say." Hako mocks the jonin.

"Take your vests off." Renga tells the jonins.

"Shit." The younger jonin in late twenties with blue hair murmurs.

The guards patrol duo take off their vests and shirts, Sai squad seal away the iron claws on their backs.

"I guess it's yet another mystical property of Code's claw marks." Hako speculates.

"That guy's a pain in the ass." Renga admits.

"He's worse. Much worse." Sai asserts.

It's been over three years since Code swore revenge and told Ada he'll have her fate in the palm of his hand once he becomes an Otsutsuki.

Three years since Code realize he needed to retreat and not only attain a power beyond measure, but also come up with a plan to eliminate those who are a nuisance to him.

There's no one in the existence who has gone through hell during this three years period of time to perfect themself and if they did, They have not pushed themself to limits the way Code did.

In order to defeat Boruto, Code took it upon himself to learn what it takes to be a shinobi as he was studying thousands of the books Isshiki left for him. Code chose the most difficult methods to strenghten both mind and body, and with his photographic memory and superior adaptation, He learnt how to neutralize almost any and all techniques as he visualized battles against the most competent fighters of the present time using his extraordinarily developed imagination, and attained immunity to most techniques that target the soul and mind.

Swoosh!

Code stands behind Kawaki, who is panting and covered in blood and sweats, frozen in his place.

"Pathetic bastard." Code is disgusted at sight of the heart in the palm of his hand, throws it away.

Kawaki falls on his knees the moment his stolen heart hits the ground, crimson rivers finding their way down from his coat. "The fuck..."

Code opens his eyes, exhaling deeply.

Raising on his feet, Code heads toward Juubi that is wrapped in iron claws and no longer struggling to break free. Code has come to conclusion that this beast has just accepted it's fate and that it's no chance against himself. Juubi cannot feel emotions at all. This being is unable to comprehend pain, envy, hate, love, sadness, disgust, and fear. It's merely incarnation of the abstract concept chaos, serving no purpose other than turning into a divine tree and bearing chakra fruit.

Code's might has eventually far exceeded that of Isshiki Otsutsuki at the height of his power, before being desperate enough to make Jigen as his vessel. Isshiki never could reclaim his lost strength, and once he had the opportunity, he met his doom.

Before falling short to his demise, Isshiki bestowed his will upon Code. Code's goal as the carrier of Otsutsuki God's will may be as unambigious as it can possibly be: Feed a pure-blooded otsutsuki to juubi, cultivate the same divine tree that draws chakra from the entire population of earth, the devour the chakra fruit it bears which will turn him into an otsutsuki god whose might surpasses that of Shibai Otsutsuki's when he transcended concepts of space and time. And then, not even Daemon would pose a threat to Code.

Code runs fingers through his hair with his left hand, slides it down to rub his neck gently, cracks his shoulders and inhales deeply. A grin appears on his face, satisfied with the results of his training, prepared to crush the two people he hates the most in this extistence.

"Ada...once i'm done with Boruto and Kawaki, our reunion will be inevitable..." Code murmurs, knowing well that the woman who backstabbed him is keeping a weather eye on him with her divine waxing moon orb.

"Hey." Mitsuki whispers in Ada's ear, stretching out his arm to rub her shoulder.

"Sometimes i look back and witness the way i treated Code... and then see how Kawaki keeps ignoring me..." Ada deactivates her senrigan and nods her head. "I think i know Code's pain..." Ada says, dropping her head.

"What do you think he'll do once he has you at his mercy?" Mitsuki asks Ada who turns to him with a worried expression on her face.

"I... i just..." Ada hugs herself as she imagines the possiblity of Code taking out all of his adversaries to have her in the palm of his hand, utterly vulnerable once he has become a full-fledged otsutsuki. "...He won't forgive me..."

"Do you really believe that the love Code has for you will fade away once he is not affected by your love charm?" Mitsuki asks Ada, turns to her and sees she is digging her arms with her fingernails, gently takes her trembling hands in holds them in his hands, she freezes at his cold touch.

"In his mind, i betrayed him... how could one forgive the person who has broken their heart?" Ada questions Mitsuki, locking gazes with him.

"Code has experienced this feeling before with Isshiki and he still has stayed true to Isshiki's ideals and obeys his god's will." Mitsuki responds.

"But i am not his god!" Ada shouts.

"Ada." Mitsuki whispers Ada's name in a gentle manner that calms her. "Love runs deeper than that. You might think that Code is only obsessed with you because he is bedazzled by your love charm but from what i hear from you, It doesn't seem like he is like the rest of people." Mitsuki continues.

"That is impossible..." Ada claims.

"Do you really mean that?" Mitsuki asks Ada again.

"What..?"

"Do you think that i don't love you from bottom of my heart?"

Mitsuki's words shock Ada and makes her doubt her perspective of the reality.

"I hope you really love me." Ada answers Mitsuki.

"For a very long time, i wondered if i could ever understand what love truly is. I befriended fellow classmates, spent time with my family. I can tell that that i don't wish to lose any of them but is this really love or merely a grand obsession?" Mitsuki confuses Ada once more.

"Is that the reason why you are so sad..?" Ada wonders.

"All i am saying is that Amado might be the reason you can't let go of Kawaki and look for someone who would cherish you." Mitsuki responds.

Ada is left speechless, and a part of her wants her to slap Mitsuki across the face, scream at him and scold him for being presumtous as he is. However, Ada takes a few moments to stay still and ponder to consider the possiblity of her emotions and mind having been altered by Amado. She is aware that Amado is capable of doing that but what is there for him to gain?

"Sorry..." Mitsuki murmurs, pulling Ada out of the sea of fears and doubts. "...For overstepping my boundaries." Mitsuki turns to side.

"Don't say that." Ada whispers, leaning onto Mitsuki's shoulder and rests her head on it as Mitsuki has often been the only who cares about her well-being. Mitsuki embraces Ada in shelter of his arm. Would he ever let anyone see the everlasting snow in his heart?

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