4- The flame of hope that burns because of the blood

When I woke up I was feeling a lot better, although the attempt at shaping the chakra did nothing, greatly improved my concentration and even a little of my coordination, today was a very boring day because of my mother carrying me everywhere of the house talking about what every thing in the house was and what it was for, obviously for any normal baby it was pointless because they wouldn't understand it, and it was more pointless to me than I already know, but it seems my mom doesn't care and continues my ride educative around the house, as my mom was trying so hard to keep me interested I giggled a pity that she understood this as an incentive to continue, it took all morning until lunch time came, she fed me and showered and put me to sleep, pretended I was sleeping for her to leave me in the crib and leave so I could practice a little, she also took this time that she didn't need to take care of me and went to the rest I could only hear the clatter of pans and the smell of food in the air, I think she opened the restaurant and started to work, sometimes I heard other voices that should have been from customers, quite irresponsible of leaving a child practically alone and go to work, but I was not a normal baby and that suits me a lot since I could and would enjoy this time alone to practice, I started with my body trying to improve my motor coordination and even tried to speak a few words but everything that comes out of I was grunting, after this little warm-up I began to concentrate to try to feel and modulate the chakra, but it was the same thing that happened yesterday and then fainting.

This morning was basically a repeat of yesterday but instead of showing me home my mother showed me a book about the history of konoha, she kept reading to me and showing the images until it was interesting the images since she couldn't read but I was understanding most of the things she said, my mother also brought some wooden toys after reading and put them in my hands for me to play, it was very interesting to see these toys since they were hand carved and had some irregularities I never I had seen such toys on earth were all plastic and when I grew up I was just in the video games, seeing a handmade toy was weird but only that I could barely control my arms right which ended up lifting the wooden doll in my face when I wanted let go of him he hit a little hard i got angry and tried to yell at this stupid piece of wood and this damn arm that doesn't do what i want but all that seemed to my mother was a little child who liked her first toy so much that she swayed and screamed with happiness.

I was angry, but when I looked at my mother's face and saw her smiling, I was shocked and realized what it looked like to her, my anger was rising a lot, but I took a deep breath and dropped the doll, took the opportunity to yawn and close a little eyes like I'm sleepy for her to give me a break and leave me alone, I really wanted to feel the chakra but it was hard so I had to try all the time to improve faster but it's complicated with her over me all the time, I can't wait to give her noon to go to the family restaurant, I kept rolling until my nap time finally came as my mom calls, but of course I prefer what I call training time, I started the same way first body then mind, things went like this for two weeks, in the morning my mother would talk, play and teach me about things, in the afternoon she would leave me in her room and go to work in the restaurant while I practiced, already at The first week I was able to control my body, but I could not move because I had no strength, the second week I was already better and could even crawl a little, always out of sight of my mother, during these two weeks my father did not appear once I think that he is on some mission, he only showed up in the middle of the second week, and that's when I had a huge surprise, when he arrived it was already in the afternoon, because of this my working mom closed the restaurant early and the two They came to pick me up, as I was listening to everything I stopped moving and went to pretend I was sleeping, that's when a girl appeared in my room out of nowhere picked me up and took me to the room where my father and mother were talking, I was shocked with the girl who got me because I never heard her say anything, I didn't even know she was in the house until she got me, that's when I realized she was in the house ever since my mom started working on the rest howling, that's when I understood that she had someone to watch me while she was working, I was afraid she saw me practicing my speech and moving, but when I thought it through I had never seen her before, so she didn't see me either, or so she would have told my mom what I do at nap time (practice time).

As soon as my father saw me he came running to me and held me tight and gave me a hug, when he is coming into the room I heard my father and mother talking about the war and that the stone village was making a movement, I could also hear my father's name and my mother, as my mother stayed at home usually just didn't have me because she say her own name so I never found out just now when they called, my father's name is Yudi Ao and my mother's and Emi Ao, my dad started talking to me and joking but I could tell he was scared, I think and because of the war, the day was nice and I found out who that girl was, she was an orphan who helped in the restaurant but since i was born her who stayed to take care of me if i cry in the afternoon when my mom works, the girl is called Keiko Sayuri she was 12 years old shoulder-length brown hair and wore glasses, apparently she really likes reading and keep doing this whenever I have some free time, I think that's why I didn't realize it before, but until it was interesting not the little future librarian, but the part of the war that is coming, apparently I won't be able to do much about it, I believe it happens at most 2 years maybe before.

Although I reflect a little on what this implies I shouldn't focus so much on the future, I have to live one day at a time, I still can't even feel the chakra which may not be very strange since I'm so small but not I can give up, so then the days went by and then weeks and finally months, my father left that day for a mission and never came back, I don't know if and why it was somewhere far away or why it was a long mission, but I know that my father's strength is always the risk of death, I'm sad to think of this point but not much since I was mostly with my mother and lately with Keiko-san, during this time I got a lot better started walking recently at least for my mother was recent, I also started to say a few words, my mother was amazed and amazed because she spoke to some of her clients who also had children that couldn't reach my feet, of course I needed to and if she knew I was a genius to give me more leeway to invent and modify things, as I was already walking in front of others Keiko-san spent more time with me or as I liked to call her Kiko-chan they understood), she kept trying to correct me but I laughed at her face and repeated, she lived behind me because I kept running around the house, of course what can be considered running for a baby from 6 to 7 months, was trying to improve my body as soon as possible and I saw that I made little progress analyzing the number of turns around the living room, bedrooms, kitchen and bathroom that I could get in the beginning just going from one room to the other it was difficult but over time it got better , but one thing that made me scared was that no matter what I tried I couldn't feel my chakra, I know that children usually can't mess with the chakra but after six months just trying to feel a shred of chakra and I got nothing and kept passing out, I was already losing hope thinking it was like Rock Lee a useless Chakra manipulation, I no longer had much confidence in myself and after that I was starting to despair because I doubted I could doing Lee's same training to be strong was necessary because I knew about the fourth great shinobi war and didn't want to be worthless.

I kept practicing with my body and trying to feel the chakra despite everything until one day my father Yudi came home wounded, his arm was bleeding a lot despite being visibly treated, possibly just a superficial emergency treatment, he looked devastated but as soon as he came in he gave a kiss and hug to my mother who noticed his injury and went to the room to get some medicine and bands, he came to me in the cradle in silence I was feeling a void and a lot of sadness since I couldn't feel mine chakra, the moment my father put his hand on my head as I tried to feel my chakra visualizing the pathways that the chakra should travel through my body like veins and nerves, the blood that was dripping from his arm dripped onto my head and then all my inner vision changed, everything was black and dark except at a point just above my head where I saw a blue flame shining, I almost cried right away. For the sake of my discovery when I paid more attention to the blue flame at the top of my head I tried to feel it deeper inside myself as well, and finally in what seemed to be an empty universe of all, a tiny blue light shimmering in the distance like a star. I was dying, and then it all made sense, it wasn't that I had no chakra or that it was impossible to feel it, it was that my chakra was so insignificant that it was despised even by my sharpest senses, and I could only feel because the chakra that was my father's blood seeped into my head a little while temporarily improving my senses, I never thought I could be so happy and so sad at the same time of day, but as a great sage said on earth when life gives you lemons make lemonade , but if you live in a place where humans can control time, move through space dimensions, destroy mountains and fly, you should do whatever you want with your fucking shit. es because you can.