Chapter 33 - Well, what do we have here?
Kizashi does not know what to expect as he and his family rush to the Hokage tower. The shinobi guarding the door easily let them through. Pink hair is a large signifier of his purpose for being here.
When he enters the room, barely restraining from slamming the door open, his eyes instantly land upon Uzumaki Minato ne Namikaze. The younger man looks like he’s aged 10 years, and honestly, Kizashi doubts he doesn’t look similar.
Mebuki and Kaede look around the room wildly, not even bothering to greet their leader.
He sees Fugaku walk up to stand beside Minato. Shikaku and Inoichi are leaning against the wall on by the entrance, Inuzuka Tsume and her hound stand on the other side of the door, and the Hyūga brothers stand on opposite ends of a couch with a weird lump-
“Sakura!” He exclaims, rushing to his daughter, wife, and son right behind him.
His precious angel jumps in fright, the blanket falling to the floor. In her left hand is the hand of one Hyūga heiress, Hinata. Who looks equally as startled. Sakura rubs her eyes tiredly.
She blinks those large, blurry emerald eyes at him, Mebuki, and Kaede, before her eyes clear in recognition.
“Papa!” She squeals, leaning forward to hug him with one arm.
Which, He eyes the hand still holding onto the heiress, is interesting. Could she be a soulmate?
Mebuki and Kaede both rush to grab her as he stands up and bows to Minato.
“My apologies, Hokage-sama,” He begins, only to have the blonde wave him off.
“Nonsense, Kizashi-san. As a parent, I can understand your concern and need to verify your child’s safety first.” The younger man concedes good-naturedly.
Kizashi nods in appreciation, “Thank you, Hokage-sama. Can you explain to me what happened?”
Minato grimaces and nods to the Hyūga brothers, “I’m unfortunately as ignorant of the happenings this morning as you are. Hiashi and Hizashi would know better.”
Kizashi steps to the side to let the twins step forward.
He shakes the first one’s hand, “Hyūga Hiashi. Main branch patriarch.”
Kizashi makes sure his face is still polite at the introduction despite his distaste for the background.
The brother with the wrapped forehead steps forward to shake his hand, “Hyūga Hizashi, leader of the bra-”
A large burst of chakra erupts from the two, starting at where their hands connect. Kizashi stares at the other man’s hand, bewildered, before looking up at his face. Hizashi’s byakugan has activated and is staring at him with alarming intensity.
Several people in the room gasp, but Kizashi cannot focus on them. He simply closes his eyes and begins his silent prayer.
In the distance, he can hear three voices chanting in time with his prayers.