A Village Reborn [Open]

Aisling couldn’t believe what she was seeing as she hovered above the village of Konohagakure on the giant iron folding fan that was normally kept in her office, leaning up against her desk. Fuuton manipulated chakra kept her up in the air as she hovered there; though she didn’t feel the drain that the chakra normally caused – something that hinted she was no longer in the right dimension. The village of Konoha was as it should have been: and the robes hanging in her office which she had left all of five minutes ago stated she was still the Hokage. The village wasn’t tainted with some sickness, the village wasn’t lying in ruins, and the people of the village seemed to be going about their daily lives as if everything was right and true in the world.

But how?

Or why?

Aisling couldn’t help the ear to ear grin that spread across her face nor the shout of glee followed by laughter that escaped her. She didn’t know exactly how it had happened, or why, but Konohagakure had been returned to the glory it had been when it was under her reign. The people and familiar faces were going on about their lives below as if they knew nothing else but this peace, and she wasn’t about to start asking questions and cause worry. No, this was as Konohagakure should be, should have remained, and she couldn’t be happier: even if the reasoning’s as to how were still shrouded in mystery.

“WHOOOPIE!”, Aisling exclaimed as she used the fuuton based chakra to push her forward; causing her to glide further across the village; the wind pushing back her white blond hair back as she kept staring down at the region through red colored eyes. Her outfit – a white long sleeved top that went down almost to her knees but which split up the front and opened, a black top over top of that which had the Uchiha clan symbol on the back with a red fang marking going through it, black short shorts, a red sash around her waist, and shinobi sandals – billowing around her in the sweet gust of wind that brought with it the familiar smells of the forest.

As Aisling continued to move across the skies of Konohagakure she found herself wondering if perhaps the Kane family might have had something to do with all of this: she had heard of Makkurgakure being taken from the other world – it was what had forced her here as she was, completely severed from Demi in all forms – so she didn’t put it past being in their power.

Something fast and dark green came running into the large village. Ordinary eyes would only be able to make out a green blur, before there was a tremendous gust of wind. A trail of leaves was left behind this fast thing, which zig-zagged between houses and buildings as it made it's way toward the center of Konoha. If someone listened, they'd probably be able to hear the sounds of  a little girl giggling.

The green thing was careful to avoid people walking around. All they would be able to feel was the gust of wind, and possibly see the blur before their vision was clouded with leaves. The green thing ran up a wall and began jumping from building to building, taking long airborne leaps before landing to continue running, or jump again. This green thing suddenly began to attract many eyes, but again, it was being careful not to hurt anyone or cause any damage.

The green thing landed and ran a while before coming to a long sliding stop in front of the Hokage monument. It was then revealed to be Spook, dressed different, but looking almost exactly the same as he had the last time he was here all those years ago. A child was on his back, a Jinchuuriki wearing a mask. Some of the villagers even recognized him, calling him by name. So this really was home, then. He looked up to see Aisling's face carved into the mountain alongside the previous Hokages.

"Hunh... home sweet home..."

Ee-e-e-oh-mum-a-weh
Ee-e-e-oh-mum-a-weh

Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh

In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight
In the jungle, the mighty jungle
The lion sleeps tonight

Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh

Near the village, the peaceful village
The lion sleeps tonight
near the village, the peaceful village
the lion sleeps tonight
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh

Hush my darling, don't fear my darling
The lion sleeps tonight
Hush my darling, don't fear my darling
The lion sleeps tonight

Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh
Wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh, wimoweh

Ee-e-e-oh-mum-a-weh
Ee-e-e-oh-mum-a-weh


A comfortable dozing, one that was interupted by the sounds of winds rushing past him. With a start, the male awoke, and immediately went on the defensive. Eye morphed and changed, the world around him suddenly becoming clearer. A hand was out stretched, a sword comprised of black flames appearing in his palms. Up above, the sky darkened once again as a shadow passed over the male, causing him to look up.

Wait, why was there a shadow passing over him? Even better, why was there a sun in the sky? The last thing he could remember was a dark room filled with fuinjutsu seals that were meant to seal him into a special scroll. So, why was he here? Unsealed, and out in the open -- apparently on top of the Hokage's office, from the looks of things.

Why was he here? He'd find out soon enough.

Jumping off the top of the Hokage's building, he began to make his way through the city, attempting to find his old apartment...

The sound of a child giggling reached her ears the same as a familiar green blur reached her eyes: both of which were headed in the direction she was currently floating over. With her curiosity peaked she stood upon her fan from the crouched position she had been in and launched herself into the air. With a kick of her foot the fan went from being horizontal to vertical. As the fan began to fall Aisling did a backflip and followed after it feet first. She sped past it through the air and landed before the fan had the chance. She reached her left arm up, catching the large iron fan like it was as light as a feather before it could slam into the ground or anyone else, and with a flick of her wrist she closed it before using both hands to shove it into the dirt a good six inches or so next to her.

A grin spread across her face as she saw the green blur come to a stop to be revealed to be Spook, her bodyguard, best friend, and the person she had feelings for, with a little girl – her daughter Aella – on his back. She took looked up at the Monument: staring at her face carved into the mountain. Yup, good ol’ Konohagakure: back exactly as it had been in its glory days. “Spook, Aella?”

Aella, still giggling, hopped off of Spook’s back and ran over to Aisling with her arms open. “MOMMY!” Aisling grinned and reached down, scooping her daughter up and into a hug. She then noticed another figure moving in their direction: one she hadn’t seen in quite some time – her Uncle Naota.

Her head tilted a bit to the side in curiosity while she gently placed Aella back on the ground who instantly went over to the giant fan and began to poke at it in curiosity. “Uncle Naota? That you? God, this is like a reunion or something… “ When Aella heard the words Uncle Naota she stopped her exploration of Aisling’s fan and instead wandered her little two year old self over to Naota and extended a hand like she wanted to poke him next.

...And it really was Aisling. She did remember him. He wasn't connected to her, like he had been in the other world. It was like some higher being somewhere was giving him a second shot at what he'd had and lost all of those years ago. Spook couldn't quite figure it all out; he couldn't make sense of why this was happening, but in the end it didn't really matter. He was back home...

Spook was caught up in his thoughts and the excitement of being reunited with the first female who'd ever shown him any sort of attention, besides his mother of course, that he didn't notice that Aisling had called someone uncle. All Spook knew was that someone unfamiliar was nearby and closing in, with some sort of weapon. So, being the bodyguard that he was, he went low into a ninja-like defensive stance, with his left hand on the sheath of the Black-Hand katana, the right resting on the handle. Glowing green eyes beneath the insect-like eye holes of the mechanical mask stare in the direction of the intruder, waiting for the first attack.

Spook was incredibly quick even with weights on, but should he remove them, his movements would become hard to keep up with, even for individuals with sensory or ocular abilities such as Sharingan. He could become even faster - and stronger - beyond even that, but at the risk of extreme damage to his own body. It was a risk he was willing to take for someone he cared about though. Who was this person?

“Uncle Naota? That you? God, this is like a reunion or something… “

Those eyes swirled, locking onto that of the speaker. She looked odly familiar. The facial structure, the tone of voi-- Aisling? Oh gods, if that was her... it must have been years since he'd last seen her. She was a grown woman now-- and with a child, he assumed, give the small girl holding her. His heart swelled-- it seemed that his family was prospering without him there, something he was proud of. And if Aisling was here, he could only imagine that Amaya and Ashi were nearby.

But what was this? Someone else was here, an armed male. Someone he didnt reconize. His mind went into high alert, those eyes locking onto the male. Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan within both sockets would spin, staring down this armed ninja. Those eyes would miss nothing should the other male attempt something. Naota's grip would tighten on the 'sword' he held; Amateratsu flames, warped and shaped by Kagutsuchi into a flaming blade that would burn through anything that it came into contact with. But this was not all; Around the male, the air temperature would begin to rise, taking on the shimmering quality of a heat mirage. Something like gas, just ready for a spark to ignite it...

But something struck him as odd. Aisling -- if it indeed was her-- was calm around this person. Perhaps she knew whom he was? And if he was friendly, perhaps he might know of what happened? It would never hurt to ask; and if this male was not friendly.. then this fight would be over in an instant. "Aisling... whom is this, dear?"

Aisling, chuckling, reached back down and scooped up Aella to get her out of the way of all of the tension: last thing she wanted was Aella erupting into her bijuu panda form due to all of the tension hovering in the air. She looked between Spook and her uncle and shook her head. “Hold up, you two… Let’s not start fighting…”, she said in an amused voice. She should have expected something like this: her uncle was her uncle after all and thus would be protective when it came to his family, and Spook was her bodyguard and had been for a while so it was his duty to be protective of Aisling.

“Spook, this is my Uncle Naota: he was sealed inside of that giant scroll I always carried around – the Black Sun Scroll. Sort of the secret weapon of Konohagakure – or one of them at least. Uncle Naota, this is Spook, he’s my bodyguard. He has been since shortly after I became Hokage.” When she finished speaking she used her left hand to point upwards and towards her face on the mountain.

“So, no need for you all to start fighting.”

Aella giggled and squirmed back out of her mother’s grasp; when the child’s feet hit the ground bamboo grew around her forming a tiny platform of bamboo that she sat down on.

...And it was around the same time that the man began to enter a battle mode of sorts that Spook was doing the same, the tremendously heavy weights around his ankles and knees dropping away with a mental command, impacting the ground around him and causing several tremors... What could be seen of his skin began to turn a red color, with the veins bulging through flesh, as his heart began to pump faster and circulate the blood in a quicker fashion. The green glow of his eyes turned white. A wind began to be produced from his form, ruffling his clothes and loose articles that hung from his back and waist.

Spook prepared to slice this individual into many small pieces before he would even have the chance to realize what was happening to him as the space around him too began to shimmer and move as if the temperature was rising. A Uchiha, with a strange new form of Sharingan, then. With the black glowing sword he held in his grasp, the darkness rising from the sheath like a strange smoke that wouldn't blow away, Spook, well educated on some of the ocular abilities of the Uchiha, wasn't worried about being trapped in any illusions or mind tricks. With the ground beginning to tremble and a green colored chakra beginning to rise from the boulders that were his muscles, forged through years of hard back breaking training, he sank even lower, and then---

...And then, Aisling said this man was her uncle, Naota. One of the secret weapons of Konoha. For the longest time, Spook thought he'd filled that role. She said he'd been sealed inside of a scroll; as for the reason why, Spook would probably never know. There was no need for violence or bloodshed, for now anyway. The fancy effects, ground tremors, white eyes and red skin would cease. The weights, as if they had minds of their own, found their way back upon the ankles and wrists with his mental command, and Spook was standing back up straight.

Spook remained silent. The years of thinking his home was gone as well as the incident with Aisling in Niwa were hard on him, and he wasn't much for words anymore. He wasn't about to start reciting how he'd protect Aisling with his life anymore, or drop to his knees like he used to. But he was plenty happy to be home, even if the first thing he did was nearly get into a fight.

"....."