The Power of the Sharingan [ /O, D]

The day started ordinary for Homura. Like any other, she began the morning by waking up her lazy dad. Ryuunosuke Uchiha often avoided getting up because of how much he hated mornings. Her daily routine was running into her father's room and jumping on his bed, and sometimes on his stomach, to force him off his lazy bum. After that, Homura was charged with taking out the trash or doing some other type of chore work by her mother.

After the chores were done, she could finally brush her teeth and eat. Every day, her mother always made some amazing breakfast. Today's recipe was grits and eggs with a side of bacon and some buttered toast. Homura scarfed her food down immediately. Once she ate, she disappeared into her room to get ready for the day. She put on a bit of makeup and placed some random shirt and skirt on before taking her Uchiha jacket, then jumped out of her bedroom window and into the open world.

There was a schedule that Homura was supposed to follow today. Homura and Tenri had agreed to do some random mission for the village. An apparent flower named the Persephone Flower only grew near the forest of Johogakure this time of year. They were supposed to have some medicinal effects to them that would make them the perfect herbs. Homura and Tenri were tasked with going to a flower field and picking as much of these flowers as they could find, preferably enough to fill a basket.

They were set to meet each other at their secret spot, on a rooftop at a very barren district of the city. The minute Homura landed on that roof, her mood, which was sour upon the realization that she had to pick flowers of all things, suddenly increased by tenfold.

"Here kitty kitty, here kitty kitty!" A few days ago, Tenri and Homura had spotted an adorable kitten that they both fell in love with immediately. It was a stray cat that had been abandoned by its litter. Both Tenri and Homura snuck it into Homura's house, where they cleaned it and fed it before smuggling out. They gave it a home on this building. They made a special box that served as a cathouse and daily gave it food and water. Normally, Homura hated cats and refused to associate herself with them. She had a run-in with some kittens in the past that ended up scratching her terribly. However, this cat was different for Homura. This cat accepted her and willingly trusted her. Thus, she had a special liking for it.

"Here kitty kitty!" While waiting for Tenri, Homura had started coaxing the baby kitten to leave its house by waving a cat toy near the entrance. The toy was supposed to represent some mouse that the kitten could chase. It loved to chase regardless.

This was just another part of Homura's daily routine in the morning.

Homura's attempts for drawing out the kitten was for not. It seemed that the cat didn't have enough incentive to leave her home this morning. Homura sighed at her failure. She gave a little jump when Tenri landed on the roof, obviously startled by her friend's sudden appearance. She huffed when Tenri made her greetings, then showed her friend a mischevious sneer. "And if it isn't miss pretty princess coming down to mingle with the commoners. I see you arrived on time today. Must mean you were able to escape the drones that were scheduled to wipe your own ass." Petty as her comment was, Homura was only being playful. They were not friends if they couldn't destroy each other down every once in a while.

"Tenri, listen, listen," Homura suddenly changed her tune from maleficent to something else within the matter of a moment. With the snap of a finger, she was suddenly by Tenri's side, tugging at her clothes like a kid that was trying to get the attention of a parent. "The cat won't come out of her kitty-house. Make it come out! Make it come out!" Homura sucked when it came to dealing with cats. The last time she tried to make friends with a cat, she ended up being overly affectionate to them. She hugged them so roughly that they turned angry with her and scratched at her body. She had a lot of scars made from that day. Tenri seemed to be the best person who knew how to handle cats, so Homura turned to her most always when it came to dealing with their kitten. The last thing she wanted was for their cat to hate her.

Though, as much as getting the cat out so she can play with it filled her mind, her attention was suddenly captured by something else. Her nose began to twitch as the scent of sugary goodness wafted towards her. Her mouth started to water at the smell alone, and Homura suddenly glared at her friend with intensity. "You brought treats, didn't you?" This was a serious matter for Homura that called her full awareness. Already the Uchiha felt her stomach growling at the possibility of having her mouth filled with tasty sweets. She looked at Tenri with an expecting gaze, waiting for her to cough up the snack like a dog expecting its owner to give her food.

When the cakes came out, Homura eyes lit up like the blazing sun. Her mouth watered more with drool dripping from her lips. It wasn't really a delicate sight that she showed, but Homura never cared about her girly appearance anyways. The cakes dropped on the ground while Homura's eyes followed them. She was close to wanting to attack the two delicious treats, but Tenri stopped her before she could dive after them. First we get the little one to come out, was what Tenri told her. Homura cheeks puffed a little as a representation of her pouting.

"Okay fine..." Homura conceded. It was funny how the Uchiha became so obedient when treats were involved. If it were anyone else, Homura would've ignored their words completely and gone after the treats. But, Tenri was special. "So what exactly is this anyway?" Homura took the bag of catnip and looked at it with confusion. She never handled cats before, except a few times, so she had no clue what this bag of greenery would do for the little creature. Though, Homura trusted in Tenri. So... When it came time to give the kitten the catnip-

She poured the entire thing on the floor near the little cathouse, making sure to dab the bag up and down a little so that nothing remained inside it.

There was a low yawn that could be heard inside the tiny house. The noise mimicked a creature that was just starting to wake up. A tiny paw extended form the shadows, followed by a leg that was covered in grey fur. Slowly, the kitten showed its tiny form and settled its round brown eyes on the catnip that rested on the ground. It traunted over to the greenery, lightly rubbing its paw against it as if it was testing something. It looked like it was defensive and ready to race back in the house at any given moment. The creature stared up at Homura and Tenri as if checking with them to see that the catnip was okay, then it planted its tiny face against the leaves. Soon, it rubbed its body against it, bathing its entire form in the substance while adding a happy meow to accentuate its adorable features.

Homura's face lighted up with a wide smile. "Look at this Tenri, look!" The Uchiha demanded with excitement. "It's rubbing its body against the leaves and purring! It's so adorable!" Did Homura just squeal? When had she ever been known to squeal? Though, she didn't notice it herself. Her focus was entirely back on the cat.

Both Homura and Tenri shared in the moment of the Kitten's expression of adorableness. For once, in maybe a blue moon, Homura showed the side of her that confirmed she was indeed a girl. She swooned, ooh'd, aaah'd and squealed to her heart's content. She would've continued on that way if Tenri hadn't given her the cake.

"Eeep!" this time she squealed for a new reason. She took the cake and tore apart the wrapper, digging in almost instantly. She enjoyed the savory taste of the delicious cream-filled chocolate, letting loose a groan of pure delight as she chomped on it with her teeth. Her eyes lit up like a firecracker in the middle of the night as she enjoyed every piece of this delectable snack. She was engrossed in this moment, the world around her dying down to nothing. Even the cat became meaningless at the taste of this treat. Though, when she thought of how meaningless it became, she felt herself feeling a little guilty. I'm sorry, kitty, she thought to herself before she engorged on the cake once more.

It was when Tenri spoke to her that her senses of the world around her returned. She listened to her friend ask her question, still shamelessly eating the piece of cake as she went. Once Tenri was done, Homura took a bit more time to chew down the rest of the snack before she responded. What was her question again? Oh right. Where was this dumb flower supposed to grow?

"I have no idea."

Homura remembered her superior telling her exactly where the flower grew. Though, she kinda drowned out much of the conversation. It was just too boring for her to listen to. Now she couldn't remember what exactly they told her. "It grows on some, mountain or something... I think," was all she could give Tenri. "But it doesn't matter. We'll find that flower eventually. All we gotta do is just use our eyes." She smiled at Tenri. Well... What did her friend expect at this point? She was never the type to follow things step by step considering. She was more of the type to get out of there and discover new things her way. Homura wouldn't plan anything. She'd just do it and see where it led.

"So, let's go! Get the kitty, Tenri. We're going on an adventure!" Without even listening to what her friend had to say, Homura raced to the side of the building and jumped off of it, expecting Tenri to follow right behind.

Mission:

Homura led Tenri outside of the village. She didn't know where this flower was supposed to be, but she did have an idea of where to look. The mountains. She mentioned before that she someone told her something about the flower being in the mountains, but that was all. She didn't remember all of the bits of the message exactly, but that didn't matter for her. The moment they left the village, she immediately jumped on some trees and began moving deeper into the forest. There was said to be flower beds in one mountain that resided near the village. That seemed like the perfect place to look.

"Hey Tenri." While Homura was jumping from tree to tree, the Uchiha nonchalantly called her friend's name. "Maybe we should give the kitten a name? We can't just call it 'little one' and 'kitty' forever. It needs to be officially known as something, doesn't it?" It was strange for them not to have given the little creature a title yet. It had slipped Homura's mind at first. The Uchiha knew that the moment they gave it a name, it was technically their "official" claim on the kitten. They would own it as a pet, thus it would be their responsibility to care of. "Hmm. Maybe something that matches its gender? What is it, Tenri, a boy or a girl?" She looked to her friend expecting her to check and see.

Eventually, they made their way to the mountain. It took a bit of time to get up and over it, but the task was made easy since Homura and Tenri were shinobi. The tree climbing technique was a major help in this situation. When they got to the top of the mountain, they were immediately met with the flower field Homura had thought of. There were all types of plants on this land, pretty ones, ugly ones, ones that smell good and ones that didn't have a smell at all. Their bright and colorful petals coalesced with each other to create a beautiful sight that could only exist in paintings. If Homura was into this sort of thing, she would've stood there and watched the wonderful patterns that the flowers created. However, for Homura, she was here to do a job.

"Tenri, you remember what this flower looks like? You got a picture or something we can pull from?" Tenri, unlike Homura, had researched all about this mission before they came to this particular spot. The uptight person that Homura knew her to be had probably learned every information on this Persephone Flower as could be given. It was why Homura relied on Tenri the most. She knew her friend would take care of the important business. And, while Homura did all of the crazy stunts and acted as the muscles, Tenri became the guide and the intellects. Thus was what made them a dynamic duo.

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"Of course I'd let you name it," Homura said to her friend. "Knowing me, I'd probably name this cat something like 'Silent Death Machine'. Actually, that doesn't sound like a bad name, Tenri. What about that?" Homura was a rare person. She was definitely different than normal people. She didn't much care for the norm that society gave, so she was more than happy to break the mold to do whatever she wanted. The last animal she tried to name was her pet dog. She had found the creature on the side of the road and sheltered it. When her father asked what she wanted it to be called, she immediately answered 'Mr. Death Fire Annihilation X!'. Her mother wasn't too thrilled about that title, so her father settled on calling the dog Izunai.

Homura knew herself better than anyone. She knew she'd give the cat an ugly name like that, so she trusted that her friend would have a better one. And she did. Whenever the moon would pass over the sun, they would create what was called an eclipse, Nisshoku. Homura couldn't think of a better name to represent the moment their eyes first laid on the kitten- when both the sun and the moon were in the sky.

"Nisshoku, huh?" Homura commented. "I really like that!"

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As they were in the flower field, Homura waited patiently for her friend to fish out all of her information. She pulled out a book, which made the Uchiha smile. The intelligent blondie always came prepared. It was why Homura loved her so much. Why did Homura need to put the effort into studying when Tenri's amazing intellect was all they needed? No, Homura was better for the brawn work. She left the brains job to the Tenri.

There was a slight twitch at the mouth when Tenri mentioned the Senju Clan. Such a name was a trigger word for her. While she had never met a Senju member personally, she still hated that clan with a passion. Years of war and pain had passed on that thought through the century, to the point where every Uchiha understood who the real enemy was. A Senju wouldn't hesitate for a second to kill an Uchiha, and an Uchiha wouldn't hesitate either. The clans were eternally locked in a rivalry that would never end. Homura was a product of their war and their hatred. Though she was a carefree person that liked to go against the norm, the dislike of the Senju was a norm that she could never fight.

"Tenri..." Homura said in a sudden low and serious voice. Her tone wasn't the only thing that changed. Her eyes seemed more ruthless and hateful than they normally were. "It might be better if you pick this flower when we find it. I don't think I'll be able to treat it nicely."

Repeating Tenri's previous action, Homura raised her hands and brought them to her face for a hard SLAP. Her face was now red with handprints etched across her cheeks, but the slap seemed to have work. Her smile was back now, and the previous hatred she displayed was gone.

"So, let's get to work on finding that flower, huh? It's going to take a while to search for it on our own. Good thing I brought backup!" Homura gave her friend a cheeky smile. "Stand back and marvel at my strength!" She moved her hands into formation, starting first with a shinobi hand-signal. It seemed like she was going to perform some technique. However, before she could do such a thing, Homura heard Tenri's voice from afar.

Nisshoku found it already?" Homura raced over to Tenri's side. Her eyes lit up with surprise, but they eventually turned into pure admiration. "D'aaaaw," Homura said as she raced over to pick up the tiny kitten. In her moment of adoration for it, she nuzzled her face against Nisshoku's beautiful fur. "You're such a smart kitty, aren't you? Yes you are, you adorable ball of fur, you! Tenri, this is the best cat ever! We should bring her on more searching missions."

Homura was elated that Nisshoku had contributed to the mission. She was a bit sad that she couldn't show off the new Jutsu she learned to Tenri, but she'd get over that eventually. "Let's collect the flower then get out of here, Tenri." Homura held onto Nisshoku so that Tenri could devote her attention to picking the plant. She waited next to her friend, however, her attention was taken by something else when she heard a small rustle in the wind.

"Uh, Tenri. We might have a slight problem."

Suddenly and literally out of nowhere, both Tenri and Homura were surrounded by a large group of men. Homura counted at least a dozen of them. Each man was brandished in raggedy, worn-out clothing. Their outfits were disgustingly dirty and either contained a strange stain of some kind, or a rip. The only thing that seemed clean on their figures was the leather armor they wore, but Homura was sure that it was only because they stole that armor off of someone. They each wore a cloth around their mouth like a mask to hide their identity, and on that cloth was the strange symbol of a smiling skull. They carried with them katanas, knives, bows and arrows, and many other assortment of weapons to make themselves look threatening, and their eyes glued onto the bodies of both Homura and Tenri with distasteful intent.

"Hey there, little girls, now," one of the men said. "I see you got that flower, there. Why don't you hand that right there on over to us, now? We don't want no trouble, now. We just want the flower, now. If you get in our way though-"

"Why don't you fuck off?" Homura cut the man off before he could finish speaking. She already knew who these men were. Bandits had a tendency to make their nests around the mountains to hide from the shinobi. They weren't afraid of Tenri and Homura, though. Probably because both were just small girls. They obviously came for the flowers, but Homura knew that they wanted something more now. There was no talking with these men. Though, even if there was a chance to talk, she still wouldn't. "If anyone comes close to us I'll burn them alive."

"You should learn how to speak to adults with more respect, little girl!" one of the men said. Another one looked at Tenri and spoke to her. "Your friend's a bit of a hothead," the bandit said. "But you look like a smart girl, heh." A shady cackle extended from his lips. The man couldn't make his attentions anymore known if he tried. "Just hand that flower on over to us and go about your day, ya here? We don't gotta hurt that pretty little head of yours. We don't gotta hurt your friend either."

Homura had taken her eyes off of Nisshoku for a second. Within that second, the cat had gotten captured by one of the thugs. Hearing the creature's growls and seeing her struggle to escape, a barrier was broken within Homura. What felt like glass that had been holding up her sanity slowly crumbled, and a monster within her was unleashed. She didn't even realize that her Sharingan had activated. Two black tamoes swirled around her dilated iris in a pool of red on her eyes. Everything then became clear to her. She could see it all. The breathing patterns of the men, the rustling of the grass as the wind brushed up against it, and the movement of her cat's arms as it struggled to fight.

Homura would've done something, however, Tenri had acted instead. The angered Uchiha allowed the seductive Terumi to take charge and deal with the man who held Nisshoku. Homura was aware that Tenri had been trained in how to use her feminine charms to destroy a man. Homura had never learned what Tenri knew, but she understood that the Terumi held a dangerous weapon. To be able to bring a grown man into the state of idiocy with just the right movement of her hips and the proper influx of her breath? Even Homura had to admit that it was impressive. The men easily fell for Tenri's flirtatious charms, which allowed her the chance to pull the scissors from her pocket and stab the man in the eye.

A cheeky smile broke on Homura's face after she saw her friend give the audacious man a good ass-kicking. Tenri gave her warning to every bandit, telling them not to touch Nisshoku. Though, that didn't seem to do much, as the bandits still came after her to attack. "I guess they really don't learn, huh." A fight immediately broke out. 2 Johogakure Kinoichi faced off against over a dozen bandits. Unlike her dear friend Tenri, Homura didn't need a Jutsu to handle these men. Her speed alone was good enough. It was the simple fact that she could see all of their movements before they made it that allowed Homura to stay in the fight without getting hurt. "She's got the Sharingan!" one man shouted as a knife was stolen from his pouch by the black-haired vixen named Homura. She twirled the weapon in her hand before lodging it into another bandit, twisting the hilt of the knife good enough to sink it deep into the person's skin. Someone else tried to grab her and subdue her, but her small, slender frame made it easily able to escape that man's grasp. She wrapped around the man until she was behind him then lifted her leg up with the force of a rocket towards the man's crotch. She gave enough power with her kick to send the man flying into the sky and ragdolling down to the ground.

When Tenri gave the signal, telling Homura to light a funeral pyre, the beautiful vixen smiled maliciously. "You got it!" Homura answered her friend. She wove signals with her fingers, forming the right set of signs to perform the Shadow Clone Technique. White smoke blasted on the side of her, dispelling immediately to reveal a perfect figure that looked exactly like the small Uchiha. Both Homuras jumped in the air and danced away from the attacks of the bandits as they made their way to Tenri. When they got to their friend, they surrounded Tenri and their adorable cat, both taking up stances on the left and right of them. They faced outwards towards the enemies, who somehow managed to circle them throughout this entire fight.

"I warned you," one of the Homura's tells the bandits before both real and fake mold their fingers together to simultaneously create a series of signs. "But you never learn... Fire Release: Fire Dragon Flame Bullet!"


Fire so hot that they turned completely white ruptured through both Homuras' mouths and seared its way through the battlefield. On both sides, bandits were caught in the mix of these death flames, their bodies overtaken by a sea of fire that burned through their flesh, their blood, their bones, and reduced every part of them into nothing but ash. There were screams, but those ended quickly. Silence overtook the entire battlefield as the flames immediately killed them. The fire burned through everything, even reducing the flowers into nothing.

When the battle was over, all that remained was an ashen field with steam rising from the freshly barbecued carcasses. It smelled of burning flesh and melting metal. Homura didn't think that anyone survived such a massive attack, but she walked around the battlefield attempting to search for someone just in case. She found one person that was alive. It was someone who had been at the far back of the fight, far enough away to avoid death, yet not so far that they could avoid the dragon flame entirely. That person laid on the ground with their body half charred. They had worn metal armor on their person, but that had now melted its way deep enough to embed itself in the person's skin. His flesh wasn't charred like the others, but it still sizzled with heat and was darkened enough to make him look tan.

"I see you're hurting," Homura said to the bandit after she found him. "So I'll do you a favor. I'll kill you fast enough so that you won't feel any pain. All you have to do is just tell us where your base is."

The man that burned on the ground tried to cry, but the tears immediately evaporated into the air. "Please help me," he pleaded. He tried to gain sympathy from Homura, but when she gave him that same maleficent smile she had before, he quickly realized that there was no sympathy for him. "At the base of the mountain on the other side of where you came. There is a cave that leads to our camp."

"Kekeke," Homura cackled. "You see, it wasn't that hard right? Tenri, I think this man has earned himself a quick death. Hand me your scissors, will you?" She looked to her friend and waited for her to be given the item. If Tenri did, Homura would lean down with the item in her fingers and thrust it across the man's throat, opening a passage for him to choke himself to death on. It wasn't quick and painless like she promised, Homura never had the capabilities to give him that type of death, but it was still death compared to the suffering he was going to endure.

Realizing that the scissors were covered with the blood of these disgusting creatures, Homura would toss it to the side. "I'll get you some new scissors later," she would say to her friend with nonchalant. There was no way Homura would let her friend use an item that was dirtied by these rodents. "We got one more thing to do before we leave, Tenri," Homura would say as she would begin to walk in the direction the bandit pointed them towards. "Let's go slaughter some more bandits."

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Mission:

Homura chuckled when Tenri took out a weapon from one of the lesser burned bodies. She stated that she had a new toy, thus the scissors could be forgotten. "Be careful with that one. It's probably still hot," she told her friend, warning her of the metal's possible heated form. She could tell that Tenri was in the moment, however. It felt good to smell the burned bodies of the men that had hurt her cat. Homura's sympathy for them had never existed. They were bandits, they were against Homura's village, thus they had to burn, and this would not be the last of them that burned by Homura's fire.

When it came time to move, Tenri was the first to burst forward and race to their destination. Homura smiled devilishly at her eager friend, then immediately followed where she was going. Both kunoichis made their way to the opening of the mysterious cave that led into the base. There were two people at the front of it. They wore the same wear as the ones that Homura just burned. They were too into their conversation to notice when Homura and Tenri snuck behind a boulder.

Tenri asked Homura her question, wondering if she wanted to go in stealthily or noisily. The question prompted a gentle "Kekeke" from Homura's lips. "C'mon Tenri," Homura said. "When have I done anything stealthy?" The Uchiha was the worst when it came to stealth. Well, not when it involved hiding from her teachers who tried to punish her- she had become a pro at that during her days in the academy. Still, when it came to fighting, Homura always took the upfront approach.

"You got any Jutsu that can make some noise, Tenri? I wanna see some people melt." It was probably psychotic for Homura to say that, but what did she care? These bandits were a problem, thus they needed to be dealt with. Tenri and Homura would deal with them.

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Homura was excited to see what the lava user was going to have in store. She stayed back and allowed Tenri to handle everything. The Terumi popped out of their hiding spot and got the attention of the bandits at the opening. She slammed her hand to the ground, which summoned what felt like an earthquake. Homura had to hold onto the rock just to keep herself upright. This must've been a powerful Jutsu if it caused the very ground to shake. She almost feared for the men's lives. Maybe if they weren't bandits she would've felt bad for them.

For a brief moment, the earth shook, but then the quakes ended. Homura felt a bit saddened from the lackluster show. She heard the men mock Tenri, though, which brought out a sigh from the Uchiha. "This is why I hate adults," she said under her breath. After the men gave their jests, the real show seemingly began. Lava gushed from the ground like a geyser, drowning the bandits in it immediately. Next was the cave, where the liquid fire blasted out of. Those that were inside of it likely drowned in the burning acid or suffocated on the rising ashes that scattered into the wind. If they somehow managed to survive all of that, then the next thing that happened likely assured their destruction. The cave collapsed, crushing those inside or locking them from escaping. During the initial start of the Jutsu, Homura had heard loads of screams come from inside. Now, however? There was nothing. The only sound that entered her ears were the sweet volcanic bubbles that popped as the lava flowed, eating everything in its path.

Homura walked to stand beside her friend. She placed her elbow on Tenri's shoulder and watched as the lava finished the rest of the job for them. The Uchiha allowed an amused and satisfied cackle to escape her lips after Tenri asked her question. "That's the best, Tenri! I'd give what you did a double star-A+ rating!" Homura really enjoyed watching those men burned and imagining those that were inside having their skin and bones melted. This brought her satisfaction that felt even greater than what her fire release Jutsu could muster. Homura knew there was a reason why she chose Tenri to be her friend.

"Now, let's head on back and deliver this flower. The medical shinobi will be waiting for it. While on the way, how about we stop and get this little one some more of that leaves that she likes?" Homura reached over to pet Nisshoku gently. "She deserves it for all of her hard work."

Slapping her hands together as if she had just completed a good day's job, Homura began walking away from the rubble of what used to be a bandit's cave. She wondered if she missed any other bandits in the area and if this would probably come back to bite them in the ass, but she discarded that thought quickly. Whatever happened in the future, Homura was sure she and Tenri would handle it.


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