Legacy [ Naruto Reader-Insert ]

You, uh, end up not meeting with the boys after classes and instead attended a summons by Father which he sent slightly before class ended. Delivered via Yamanaka Express (which meant various other Shinobi under Yamanaka employment).

You shift your weight a little on the uncomfortable cushion that they provided you. It's a little bit lumpy in all the wrong places and it itched. The material is rough and scratchy.

Yamanaka Inoichi called you for an audience in the Main house and the first thought that came into your mind when you got the summons scroll is that they are suspicious of you. Brother no longer possesses the sword and is currently in a coma so their attentions now turned to you, the next in line.

You scan your surroundings, another thing Shisui taught you. Always have an escape plan ready. Or two. Or four. Doesn't matter how many, but you must always have a plan to get out of any situation that you're in. Four Chunin at all corners of the room, armed and ready to subdue you if anything gets out of hand.

Yamanaka Inoichi, current head of the clan and the head of T&I sits before you, his expression deep in thought. Beside him is another man that you don't recognize. A younger, more youthful, more pleasant looking man. His eyes look cold, despite the smile on his face. As per usual, of the Yamanaka branch members. All of the Yamanaka shinobi are trained not to show expression on their faces. Ino is an exception. Father loves to spoil her.

You only manage to find one possible point of escape, although it is very slim. You'd probably have to take down one of the Chunin guarding the corner closest to the window as quick as possible and break free. Only if the rest didn't react fast enough, or if Inoichi and the other man didn't snare you with the Shintenshin first.

You place your hands neatly into your lap and adopt a passive expression. You aren't going to show weakness in front of them. The collar of your altered Kimono presses against your neck and the belt around your waist sits a little tight on your waist. You don't adjust them of course, signs of any discomfort are also considered signs of weakness.

You see the way that Inoichi's hair falls over his eyes and the way his eyes cloud in thought, you know that he's trying to formulate words to say to you. After all, he hasn't greeted you at all for the past five years. Even though he said he would...

"Father." You say to break the silence, acknowledging both him and the man beside with a formal bow, with your forehead touching the tatami, whilst seated. Acting first is a sign of subservient behaviour. You'll work to get on his good side.

Both the men's expressions didn't change but you faintly saw a look of approval flit over Father's face before it returns to his normal impassive one.

"So, you have the sword now." Inoichi props his chin up with an arm on his knee. He's sitting with his legs crossed. Not in seiza, which you are in. He's assuming the dominant position. The man beside him stands straight, shoulders wide and feet apart. His muscles are tense. They're expecting something to happen.

"Yes, she chose me. I'm not bound to her yet. " You keep your head lowered. The candle flames beside him flicker.

"Hmm," Inoichi lets out a grunt of approval. He's still thinking. "It seems like it's time for you be initiated. Keirai, give her the tea. You, drink." The latter is meant for you. The commanding tone he uses as he said it is proof of that.

Keirai-the other man, serves you a cup of tea. You actually don't know what it is, but you saw some stuff in the cup that looked like leaf bits.