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The Uchiha Restoraionn: chapter 7 - Omake Bonus Story
By Kristen
It was completely, utterly and entirely unfair. He had been wearing what the villagers called a "badge of adulthood" since he was eight years old, and yet when ever it counted, people still saw a child. There was someone just a bit smaller than him, leaning on his shoulder, half asleep. It was fine with him if people wanted to see her as a child. There was someone definitely smaller than them both fast asleep and using her lap as a pillow, who was undoubtedly a child.
The half asleep one asked drowsily, "C'n I braid your hair?"
Why did she always ask that? She knew he only let her braid the ribbons into his hair if he was in a hurry. She could do it so much faster than himself. He wasn't in a hurry. He was waiting. And his braid, one part hair, one part red ribbon and one part white ribbon, was fine. He only needed to have it redone after one of the ribbons had been ripped out. Cloth was a fantastic weapon.
"No."
She pouted.
"Braid your own."
"I dun wanna." She pressed into his shoulder, so much so that she was probably seeing stars. She wasn't the type to lay the size of her head against him. No, she had to be face down. Weirdo. An over-tired weirdo. The other one had gone to sleep, why wouldn't she? Maybe she couldn't sleep in a strange place, but older brothers, such as himself, were apt protectors. Especially chuunin older brothers.
It was probably the smallest one's doing that she couldn't sleep. Wouldn't let herself sleep. Should little five-year-old Yaemon awaken, then nine-year-old Natsuki needed to protect him, help him re-orient himself to the surroundings. Maybe sing that song to him again. And he, Kyo, genin at eight and chuunin at ten, had to look out for her. That was the way it was.
His eyes turned to the door both of his parents had disappeared to some hours ago. He wondered if Yaemon would be the one to look out for the twins once they were born, or if they would look out for each other.
Natsuki, whether she was aware of it or not, being nearly asleep as she was, had begun half humming, half singing that song again. The one she sang to Yaemon when he was worried about their very pregnant mother. Up until now, he had been the baby. He'd never seen her pregnant before. Their mother liked to listen and told Kyo once, when he was listening, too, that they were going to name the twins after one of the lines in the song. He thought it was sweet and joined in on that part.