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Nine members of the caravan,
Eight members of the same family,
And the death toll stands at twenty-seven.
From opposite the forest, the dilatory Inspector and Mayonaka make their way over the ridge and down slope toward the manor with Ibiki complaining all the way. “At least those dancers will make this thing bearable. Can you believe I’m doing this sober? Pfft ... last time I do somebody a favor. With any luck, Ryota is there already as is … Umino. We just need to plant a few weapons on one of those idiots, make a clean arrest and I’m back at the station house before ten o’clock.”
Meanwhile, Ryota is trying his level best to leave the constabulary.
“I’ve explained this to you five times already. What’s so difficult about rotating the dock patrols every two hours and filling out the civilian pay sheets before midnight?"
“But what if the drunk tank fills up before then?”
“Oh, for god sake! The patrolmen know to escort ‘em to one of the inns to let ‘em sleep it off in the lobby. Damn, look at the time! Ibiki’s gonna kill me if I don’t leave soon.”
“Sorry, I usually get one of the other night clerks do paperwork like this, but since they’re all out on patrol--”
“Explains at lot. Alright,” he sighed, “one more time…”
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Izumo reached out, tapping at Iruka’s knee. “No second thoughts, no cold feet?”
“Quite the opposite … being quite unsuccessful at reining in all the hatred I feel toward that man.”
“That's it Ruka! Not that I'd mind watching ya go all out psycho killer on Hatake--”
“Tetsu, shut up! Iruka, get a grip on yourself. We stick to the plan, you hear me? Sai handles the hard stuff, we observe and strategize ... nothing more!”
“We’ve been in this line forever. How much longer?”
“Wouldn’t expect a roughneck like you to understand,” Izumo mumbled under his breath. “As I said fifteen minutes ago, Tetsu, every guest must needs be escorted from their carriages and then someone must announce them before they can enter, it’s what’s done at these things.”
“It’s stupid, might as well just get out and walk--”
“If you so much as move a muscle, so help me, I’ll beat the tar outta ya.”
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“Suté, a child forsaken,” Itachi calmly explains, “she will become a bridesmaid, an eternal slave of Hatake; fitting, don’t you think Father?”
“You’d sacrifice a child of mine to those … creatures?”
“She was treated as less than nothing because your first wife could only produce stillborn sons; now that she's valued by someone you despise suddenly you care?”
“I fed and clothed her, sent her to school so she could learn something useful--”
“You did no more than the law requires! The only reason you sent her far away was so that she wouldn’t remind you of the betrayal--”
“You don’t know what you’re talking about!”
“Don’t I? Suté was a product of infidelity; every day her presence a reminder of your shame--!”
“Shut up damn you!"
“Not this time Father.” In the blink of an eye was Itachi upon him, the tip of his blade poking at the center of his father's chest. “You will kneel before me and listen well.”
“Bow before a thankless child and a murderer? I think not!”
“Fugaku, if you truly love me, then please … do as he says.”
Both men turned at the sound of her voice; a distraught wife, a bereaved mother, one who loved them with every fiber of her being. Itachi slowly backed away, the broadsword held limply at his side; Fugaku, his eyes welling with tears, yet he would not bow down.
“I am the fruit of your loins Father, and the product of my ancestors.” he said stepping back so that he was in line with where Mikoto knelt. “Thieves, liars, swindlers and bigots, these comprise our family tree; ah, but money covers a multitude of sins. From the time we were old enough to understand words, you force fed us your hatred, souring our minds against the Hatake, when in fact, they were the true source of our wealth and prestige.”
“Why you ungrateful--”
Fugaku breaks into a jog toward Itachi, stopping cold when the backhanded blade his son holds is once more pressed against Mikoto’s throat. Her frightened eyes and sharp intake of breath gives him pause and with heavy heart, he slumps to his knees. “Do as you will with me,” he hisses, “only spare the life of your mother.”
“You love her … and would agree to almost anything to protect her, correct?”
“What would you know of love? Your younger brother Sasuke, your sisters … all of them looked up to and loved you and how did you repay them?”
“I did what was necessary to keep them from falling prey to the curse of this family. And that Father, is love.”
“Itachi … you’re clearly insane, but I can protect you from prosecution … I can ship you off to another country, get you the treatment you need from the world’s best doctors--”
“Enough! You will sit there quietly while I tell the story of our family's treachery and of a love true.”
Recherché
Genma wakes with a start to find a patrolman standing over his bed with a lantern.
“Is it morning already?”
“Get up ya drunken fool … I got two stiffs in a coach outside. Come and get ‘em.”
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Fugaku kept his eyes on Itachi as he inched closer to Mikoto.
“Twin brothers," he said, "Enoki and Botan Hatake owned over three hundred silver mines and seventy smelting plants which the Uchiha, coveted. The head of our clan, Uchiha Noboru, set in motion a plot to divide and conquer the brothers, by enticing one into marriage. Knowing Enoki was already smitten, he promised his daughter, Miyako's hand in exchange for his portion of the mines and plants. It was couched as a move which unite two of the strongest families in the land, making both clans richer. Alas, it did not end well for either family." Walking behind his mother's back he said, "When their engagement was announced, Botan was in the Land of Wind, inspecting one of their plants. Learning of the wedding upon his return, he was vehemently opposed, because he knew the Uchiha couldn’t be trusted.”
“That was almost two hundred years ago, Itachi … it was business--”
“Was it, Father … or was it murder?”
“The Hatake got exactly what they deserved. They aren’t human, Itachi … but monsters from the darkest corners of hell!”
“All the more reason we never should have crossed demons in human skins, for long are their memories and deep run their grudges.”
“Given the means and opportunity, I’d send the last of that cursed line back to the hell from whence he came!”
“Ah yes, the means." Leaning down, he laid the blades flat against Mikoto's chest. "Not that this will matter much to you in the long run Father, but I helped Suté destroy the remaining amulets we had stored in the vaults." Flipping the swords upward that their blunt lines lay on his shoulders, he said, " You seemed shocked Mother. Were you unaware that every noble family in Konoha possessed talismans to ward off evil?”
“No dear,” she said, “I knew that, but in this day and age, they are no more than pretty baubles. These forces of evil you speak of, no longer exist.”
“Oh but they do, and as long as a Hatake walks upon this earth, he will spawn more of his kind. The threat of evil not only exists, Mother but it will spread through this land like a plague. Thank the gods, you won't be here to witness it. Now then," he said bringing the blades to his sides, " did you know, the Uchiha used the power of those talismans to weaken the Hatake brothers so that they would sign over the entirety of their enterprises to us? That is correct, isn’t it Father?”
“Touch not my wife," he snarled. "I make no apologies for the actions of our ancestors. We’ve always known what the Hatake were ... and I’m damn proud they used those things for our advantage!”
“And what an advantage it was. Once the brothers were free of the talisman’s power,” Itachi picked up the story, “the engagement was summarily nullified. Enoki railed against us, breathing out threats to wipe us from the face of the earth. But as they do so well, the Uchiha lawyers rushed this matter before the courts to enforce the signed contract, by alleging renegation on the Hatake’s part. You see Mother, not everyone knew the truth of the Hatake's origins, and because the presiding magistrate’s pockets were being lined with Uchiha gold, he sided with the family. Funny isn't it? Over two hundred years have passed and Enoki's will finds fulfillment in the hands of a Uchiha."
“I never heard any of these stories before,” Mikoto said, “are you sure what you say is fact and not folklore?”
“You need only look upon the face of your husband, do not his tight jaw and narrowed eyes verify that I speak the truth?”
“For the last time boy, it was business--”
“Yes, but after the case was won and their fortunes became ours, Miyako was found with child … Enoki’s child. Noboru could not abide the thought of our pure blood being mingled with that of a demon, so he sent for the strongest shamans in the land. With spells and potions did they attempt to abort the seed inside her; when that didn’t work, Noburo quickly espoused her to another. They went so far as to sew amulets inside her clothing, hoping to keep an enraged Enoki at bay until she was wed.”
“It worked too,” Fugaku spat, “kept him from turning her into an undead creature like unto himself, a fate you’ve gleefully assigned your sister.”
“But,” Itachi continued, “because Miyako couldn’t be with the man she loved, she killed herself and that’s when the fount of hell broke open. Having mesmerized Noboru’s personal servants, Enoki had him delivered into the forests where two wolves, also under Hatake’s control tore him limb from limb. That night, our family cried out to the constables, demanding the Hatake brothers be arrested for murder. The entire clan testified that they saw the brothers drag him from this house; accusing them of witchcraft as well, our family armed the constables with their own amulets that the brothers could be taken into custody.”
“That’s right,” said Fugaku, “in those days murder was swiftly punished ... an eye for an eye. When the constables discovered Noboru's torn remains not far from Uchiha manor, the Hatake were sentenced to death; drawn and quartered in the town square that very night as horrified townsfolk looked on.”
“And now, Father the time has come, the debt being called forward. In just a few moments, I will be the last male Uchiha in Konoha.”
Fugaku lifted his head to his wife, “If that be so, then let the last thing I behold be the face of your mother. One last kiss, my dearest, for I loved you with all my heart.”
“And I you,” she answered.
Itachi permits it, watching his father crawl to his mother's side. Looking into Mikoto's eyes, Fugaku gives her courage unspoken. They fall into a clutch, one body desperately melting into the other. Their lips meet for the final time, and with one swing of the broadsword as they embrace, two bodies slump to the floor. Itachi looked on impassively as shooting fountains of blood slow to a trickle. And as he walks toward the door of the study, his body convulses; wracked with tears, he whispers,
“It is done, Lord Hatake.”
Recherché
Seconds draw down as they wait inside the upper bedchamber. Maito and Kinoe standing near the hearth, several of the Yasha taking up their positions on either side of the massive bed. A rush of gray brume precedes him, the warm scents of sandalwood, ylang ylang and Clary sage swirl about before pushing into the room when the door to the bathing chamber opens; dressed in a robe and slippers of royal blue, lord Hatake stands, his silver hair a tousled mess as the towel is pushed back, falling to its rest on sinewy shoulders.
“My Lord, gushed Kinoe, "how handsome you are."
Master doesn’t break his stride, flinging the towel in the servant’s face as walks past to pull Maito close. “It is done, the last Uchiha walks to his fate. Once Umino arrives, you will keep him in your sights at all times.” You will also make certain Hagane and Kamizuki are lavished with attention, understood?.”
“As you wish Master.”
He walks to the center of the room allowing the robe to slip and pool around his feet. “Come my beauties,” he beckons to the Yasha; they flock to him as moths to a flame, running their hands over his naked body, writhing and pressing their bodies to his. In a puff of black smoke … they vanish.
“Kinoe, are your people ready?”
“Yes, my Lord.”
“Then shall you return to your duties downstairs. Maito will dress me tonight.”
“Oh … yes, of course.” Disconsolate, Kinoe trudges to the other side of the room; turning about, he watches Maito stroll to and from the bed.
“Now then,” says the Master as Maito slides the silken underwear past his ankles, “Jiraiya, have you seen him of late?”
Maito looks up with a grin as the bed chamber’s door slams closed. “No Master, he answers, “but I sensed his presence in the woods earlier. I'm sure he will join us later.”
“That means his assignment in the east has concluded. Is everything is prepared for her arrival?”
“Yes, Master.”
“Excellent, then let us proceed for my guests are waiting.”
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Notes:
Noboru: “ascend or climb.”
Miyako: “beautiful night child.”
Renegation (British): the act of disowning, denying or renouncing.
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