Chapter 155: IV Chapter 2 – Just another morning

Turned out Shisui was enjoying his book club morning with Kakashi as they philosophed about the Icha-Icha series and whatever literature it was they were currently interested in. Gene had a strong guess it had to be something not for the Eyes of minors when she knew a bit later that Sarutobi-san the former Sandaime walked out of it with a blissful grin on his lips. The old man being fully in his element with his pension and released from his responsibilities had gained some interesting hobbies. Some of which he pursued with a lollipop eating Tsukiko while smoking his pipe and playing Shogi against her loosing more often than not badly, some in reading books of dubious content. 

He was not the only one out there trying to beat Tsukiko though, by now the entire Nara-Clan was sticking their heads together trying to figure out how to beat the mini Queen who reigned supreme as Konohas Shogi Champion. 

Tsunade was becoming more and more a madman when it came to her research, whatever enlightenment she had once Gene started talking about Bio-tech had major consequences as the Senju holed herself up in her lab for days not coming out, or only coming out when something exploded in her lab. She was a curious mix between giddy, curious and scholarly when she had seen Soras deed. Since it was for the Kids and there was hardly anyone better than her, Gene let her spend the money like water, slowly more and more ways to help the children and their sometimes fluctuating health. 

A simple cold had almost killed Izayoi a while back if not for Tsunades timely intervention. 

Stretching and deciding that sloppy time was over, Gene headed over to get dressed properly. Shortly afterwards she marched out of her room in her usual Shinobi clothes consisting of a simple light blue tunic and pants, her hair was held back by a hairband and her Konoha Shinobi emblem was hanging on her neck like a necklace. She had forgone the sandals completely and instead wore a pair of boots. 
A single red snowflake was dangling from a small chain hanging from her headband, more than once she had contemplated getting her ears pierced and make an earring out of it. Tsukiko wore her Hatake Clan symbol as a clip on after all when in meetings. Her bow was attached to a quiver and a few arrows on her hips swaying with her every move. 

"Coffee." was the first word she said when she entered the small community kitchen.
"You are god, Shisui." she took the hot beverage offered by Shisui who had anticipated the need and sipping on it while he drank his dreadful tea. 

"I know, here is your data for the next meeting." he handed her a few papers, and she scrunched up her face. 

"Seriously, that is the first thing in the morning you greet me with?" she asked him and earned a raised eyebrow before he leaned forward. "Head, you have a Jungle in your Backyard, that means a certain someone is going to be an elephant in the porcelain store once again." 

"Hizashi Hyuga, tell me why did I not transform the man into a popsicle yet?" 

"Because that right belongs to my Aunt, whom I am pretty sure if it was not for his cute daughter would have had half a dozen assassins on his head by now." Shisui answered her dryly and both of them signed. It was quite true that the Uchiha and the Hyuga had never much sympathy for each other, but in the last few months it had grown into a fully fledged feud. Mikoto-san and Hizashi-dono were nothing less than trying to slaughter each other on conference days. Tsukiko who was acting as Kakashis second was watching the carnage happen while dipping cookies into her hot chocolate and Minato did what a good Kage did. He calmed them down until they reached a huffing compromise and otherwise made certain neither of them ever set food into a dark alley of Konoha in approximate distance from the other person's compound. 

If it had been anyone else then Minato being current Kage Gene was rather certain that for peaceful coexistence in Konoha one of the two clans must have gone six feet under for one reason or another, or it really would have been hell. 

Her small Yuki-Clan was luckily unimportant enough to be neglected, but not weak enough to be ignored. The fact that Tsunade was treated more or less than one of them, by now, having made its rounds. Having a Sannin, an ex-anbu slash titled Jonin as well as one of two sole jinchuuriki in a single clan no matter how small otherwise was a statement in itself. 

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"Someone has to go chop that jungle." Gene suddenly noted, and Shisui shot her a look. 

"I am not a lumberjack." he grumbled, and she shrugged her shoulders. 

"Since it happened thanks to Sora it may do so more often, and it solves the heating problem for this winter." Gene noted and Shisui signed. 

"Alright, I am copping the trees in the backyard." He grumbled and shot her a look.  

Gene almost choked on her coffee as she stated, coughing. "Topless." she shot back and earned a pointed look. 

"You are too small for uttering words like those." he told her, and she shrugged her shoulder. 

"I am mentally older than you." she told him, shrugging her shoulders, as if everything that should be said was being said in that one statement. 

"Still small" he said and put down his Tea. The look he shot her was saying a thousand things at once, the atmosphere tingling as suddenly the door was banged down. 

"I may have some rights there" a voice said. "No way I am handing my baby cousin to some grumbly eight years older Shinobi, you know."  Gene let her favorite cup almost fall to the ground and stared at the intruder. "By the way could you get me some food since I am kind of a bingo book, nationwide searched for traitor now it has kinds gotten a hassle." 

 

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