The Uchiha Clan compound buzzed with whispers and disbelief, an undercurrent of tension spreading like wildfire. In a quiet corner of the meeting hall, Elder Tanaka knelt beside Isami, Yagami, and Izumi, his presence a calming balm to their storm of emotions.
Elder Tanaka (softly): "You three have endured so much, yet you've shown strength that even the greatest of us would admire. Yagami, Izumi—you are the pride of the Uchiha Clan."
Yagami, his 4-year-old face still streaked with tears, looked up at Elder Tanaka. The three tomoe of his Sharingan spun faintly in his eyes, an unnatural sight for one so young. Izumi clung to Isami's side, her single-tomoe Sharingan still glowing faintly, betraying her raw emotions. Isami remained silent, her gaze distant, her presence commanding despite her quiet demeanor.
The rest of the Uchiha Clan, shaken to their core, struggled to comprehend what they had witnessed. The clan meeting convened that evening was unlike any in their history. Uchiha Fugaku, the clan head, stood before the assembly, his expression a mixture of pride and bewilderment.
Fugaku: "Today, we bear witness to a turning point in the history of the Uchiha Clan. Never before has a child awakened the three-tomoe Sharingan at the age of four. And yet, Yagami has done so. Izumi, too, has awakened her Sharingan far earlier than most" His voice faltered briefly as he glanced at her.
Murmurs rippled through the crowd, a mixture of awe, envy, and reverence.
Elder Tanaka: "These children embody the essence of the Uchiha Clan. If they are not Uchiha, then who is? Their strength is a testament to our Kekkei Genkai."
The murmurs grew louder, shifting from doubt to agreement. One by one, the voices of the clan rose in unison.
Clan Members: "we accept them as our own kin."
Fugaku raised his hand, silencing the room.
Fugaku: "It is decided. Yagami, Izumi, and Isami will be recognized as core members of the Uchiha Clan. Their power is a part of our legacy, and we will protect and guide them as such."
The clan erupted into applause, sealing their acceptance of the children.
As the decision became official, Isami made the move to the Uchiha compound, accompanied by Shisui and Elder Tanaka. The trio settled into a quiet corner of the clan estate, where the children could grow under the watchful eyes of the Uchiha.
Yagami, however, couldn't shake the unease that had settled in his heart. Isami, though kind and protective as always, seemed... different. She spoke less, often retreating into moments of silence, her gaze distant as if lost in thought.
One evening, Yagami noticed something he hadn't before. While training with Shisui, a faint glint caught his eye. Turning toward Isami, who was observing from a distance, he felt his heart skip a beat.
Yagami (murmuring): "mom's eyes..."
The faint glow of red in Isami's eyes was unmistakable, but this was no ordinary Sharingan. Patterns swirled in her irises—complex, hypnotic, and filled with power. It was the legendary Mangekyō Sharingan.
Yagami clenched his fists, a mixture of awe and dread filling his young heart.
Yagami (to himself): "mom, are you alright"
Due to the soft touching voice of her son, her voice and eyes, began to stammer, she hugged and cried in grief,
Yagami unable to hide the grief morn for his father, who taught him, wind release and Fuinjutsu.
Yagami's Sharingan was evident, swearing to himself "I will find that man, and kill him myself" and thought to himself "Obito you are nothing but Madara's puppet, you are nothing but a sore loser"