The lost mouse with the estranged cat.[Uchiha]

Asumi's eyes would catch a small portion of Akiko,remaining quite while she listened to her, it might have seemed like she was ignoring her cousin, fact was she was listening intently, and simply shook her head, "Stop acting like you know me. Or that we're any more than family that barely know each other." she would had ended up with a bit oil, and started to make her way to her house. To Akiko the oil would seem strange, while her house was only about half a mile away from where they were, she planned on carrying it there..At least willing to listen to her cousin..Where she could easily outrun her, "I don't see why you bothered coming around here..I'm amazed you were able to keep up..I always thought you were pretty slow..But I guess it wouldn't be the first time I've been wrong..Nor the last sadly.." she would sigh softly and close her eyes, "Aren't you lucky though? You have something unique..Me? I'm just a normal pretty useless Uchiha.." while to her knowledge and probably known to many, she had an incredibly powerful talent in Ninjutsu. While she wasn't exactly too keen on talking to her cousin, she was still wanting to keep her following, or her talking, either way, as much as she hated people, she couldn't fight a one on one conversation very easily..Especially when it's her own cousin...Probably the closest thing to a caring member of family she had. "You know that your title to me..Means less than you can ever think of..I don't respect you because your family..Or because your a Hanchou..And ordering me around is only going to work so long Akiko.." while she could care less for her and Kaede's relationship, which was obvious in a sigh of annoyance. "I don't care that you two are love birds. Leave her to make her own decision.." in her head love was just a crutch to a shinobi..A useless feeling bound to get one killed or worse in the future, so for her, she was fine living alone, fact was she was happier that way. "Is there anything in particular you'd like to discuss or are you just going to follow me around and apologize." she figured being that Akiko thought something was important enough to follow her, especially her of all people, that she should at least perhaps listen to the woman.

"If we butt-heads..It's on our terms..And if you were to get involved cousin..I could care less what happens to either of us." she was cold and harsh, in truth she grew up being considered to lack any form value to anyone except for a punching bag, and fact was, she still had scars on her body hidden under her clothes that her father had caused to her just to prove her point. "You may be my senior..But she's not..If we are going to fight it's going to happen..I'm not saying I'm going to kill her..But do expect me to go just as heavily on her as I would anyone else.." Once again emphasizing the lack of importance to the clan in her life, "Also..If you ever say you did anything for me..I'm going to punch the nearest child until they're bleeding half to death because I don't think I can take you on hand to hand..Other areas...Who knows..Miss, Akiko." She tried to put on a image that she was a large amount tougher than she actually was at the moment, inside she just wanted to curl into a ball and disappear, but outwards, she was just a woman with an attitude and carrying bits of oil to her old home..Making sure to walk slowly for Akiko to keep up and explain her points, what few that Asumi might take interest in if any who knew, only time could answer that and it seems she had all the time in the world right now so long as she got what she wanted to do done and out of the way.

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Asumi would soon shake her head and just laugh quietly, "If I were to challenge you..Neither of us would probably still be standing..I don't plan on going down without taking someone with me..Trust me..There's a large amount of things files won't tell you..Especially since most of them are different in large sections based on the persons writing its views." She would just smirk at the girls acceptance that she needed the sharingan. "What? Do you expect anything else from me? I know you're strong, but there is a jutsu not even the sharingan can copy..Simply because you probably can't output the chakra for it.." she would stare at the women, "Those eyes are a weapon yes..Just like anything else in a shinobi's arsenal..Easier to steal though then a jutsu.." While they eventually made it to her old home, the first thing she doused in oil was a grave..her fathers grave specifically.

Making her way in a circle around the house, yawning as she watched the thick black liquid cover the ground and wood around the house, eventually making her way inside, covering the room where so many things had happened which seemed to be the living room. Eventually making it into her fathers room, which pained her the most to burn, as its where her mother had died, eventually making it to her own room, looking around it, she seemed to be..Contemplating burning everything that ever marked her history as an Uchiha..Or at least that history..Who knew..Maybe someday she could make a new one..A better one..So that way if she ever had kids, which was doubtful, they didn't have to know her pain growing up. Sighing softly she would start to douse her old bed, her clothes and seemed reluctant to burn her journals..picking them up for safe keeping, burnt pages, while burnt, wasn't always turned to ashes, so it was still a chance at someone finding out about her past..Eventually she would make her way outside, "Yep..I am Akiko.." she would walk out of the building, tossing whats left of the oil on top of the house, and among structural supports, it seemed she was out of them as she just tossed them inside. The old wooden frame probably wouldn't last long..Which means this fire was about to get hot..Very very hot. As she would pull out two kunai, she'd slash them across each other, much like she would do when she was doing burning ash to create a spark next to the oil. The oil soon after taking up the flame, burning, a thick red and orange flame started to surround the building..While her fathers grave was being destroyed, her mothers was fine..it was safe, away from the fire, she may not have known about her mother, but if anything, she knew her mom cared about her...In death or in the short period of life she was given.

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