Poor Poor Sister [Kaede]

[Senju Jojo]

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Jojo awoke while inside the Senju Compound, her start on leadership was soon to be at hand, there was only so much more she could do before being the leader of her clan and the faults she hold within herself only maintains so much. Awaking and moving her red hair through her hands, she walked over and began dressing in her usual outfit. The white scrubs she began to normally wear with the v-neck portion unzipped for only a few things. This outfit was form fitting, far more so than what would be to expect of most medical personnel. This was possibly because most medics did not wish to appear slutty in any fashion or way. However, Jojo’s key assets to make certain her patients always had adrenaline going was to utilize her body in such a way to get the patients’ blood flowing fast. It always aided in allowing for blood tests and such.

However, for today, she wore it for a different reason, just plain simple clothing while she herself had a meeting with some officials, officials of a rival clan that dated way past her family’s first head Kreia Senju. Jojo’s eyes never deceiving her when she read that message. “They Uchiha, what could they possibly want with me today?” Yes, the message was quite clear who she was meeting, but to what purpose? To what end would it suffice that she be now escorted to the Uchiha compound for such analysis. It was then that she was greeted by a man, a man that look familiar to her however, Jojo spent hours and weeks on many patients in the hospital, so a great many of these people look alike. Nevertheless, for this Uchiha and his long black hair, dark red sharingan eyes, and deceptive smile she spent an hour talking about how she killed traitors some years ago.

One of which was her father. Her father was named a traitor by the Uchiha, for doing the utmost sinful act. Jojo learned much, much about her father that she did not wish to learn about for so long. Her father was a traitor of not just the village but consorting with the Uchiha, even having another child. Jojo happened to relax herself into learning these things, studying such data while her eyes were solemn. For a set amount of time, they talked to each other without having disturbances due to the guards set about. “Thank you for your time Lord Uchiha. However I see not why you had to reveal this information to me now.” This led to an even further explanation as to why prior to her stepping out of the room, her body fluidly stepping out with a hefty sigh thinking, “These meeting are always tiring,” her thoughts flowing without focusing on her surroundings leaving her open to be ran into.

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Kaede was conflicted. She'd been behaving oddly the past couple of days, and it'd been apparent to the entire clan. Those who cared enough to notice, anyway. As expected, she had been grounded when her mother found out about the piercings, but to her parents' surprise, she hadn't pitched a fit or complained, just shrugged and headed for her bedroom. She put her loudest record on and turned it up all the way, but she'd just sat there and thought about things. Ever since she'd met Kurotaki, she'd been deep in thought, and no one had been able to snap her out of it and back into her usual rebellious teenage girl attitude.

"Mom, can I be ungrounded now?" she asked, picking halfheartedly at her breakfast. "I need fresh air. Preferably air not tainted by Uchiha arrogance." Her mother heaved a sigh, but gave her assent. "Freedom at last!" Abandoning what was left of her food, Kaede practically bolted out the door. Perhaps she was so eager because she hoped to run into a certain redhead outside the compound.

As luck would have it, she did, in fact, run straight into a redhead, knocking the both of them down. But it wasn't the redhead that had consumed her thoughts for the past few days. No, it was someone entirely different. Kaede surveyed the woman, a blank look on her face. "Nice tits." Her tendency of saying the first thing that came to mind would really bite her in the ass someday.

"Hey, wait. You're a Senju. They actually let you in here?" The teen was half surprised and half sarcastic. Well - if she was correct, this particular Senju was the village's head medic, so the clan elders probably couldn't refuse to let her in... but still, a member of any other clan inside the compound was a rarity. Hell, they wouldn't let the damn Hokage in if they didn't have to.

"Take me with you. I wanna be an honorary Senju. Uchihas suck."

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Jojo saw the girl, the girl was actually the one she spent the whole morning nearly talking about with the Uchiha elder. Her eyes watched her as she had been ran into by this teenager who seemed awfully big in a hurry until she heard the most peculiar thing, something that could have seemed like a compliment yet still having said it to her made her not quite enjoy the beneficiary fact of what this girl said to her. Something of saying to be an honorary senju. Yet Jojo could not help but laugh at the fact that this girl was actually a mixture of both. It left Jojo to wonder about it while inevitably she merely shook her head with a struggle as she sighed lightly as well. “Well you certainly proven the point that people only care about looks.” The first thing this girl commented on, the first thing any of her patients ever noticed, and the first thing most noticed ever happened had been her large breasts.

Too overly large in their manner of things as she sighed lightly, dusting herself off a bit as she looked at this girl with a sighing of a manner in such things. “I was here to discuss things with the elders about your father.” Jojo wondered if this girl even knew anything about her father, and in the same context if anything was known to begin with. Jojo herself knew more, how her father was also this girl’s father who made the girl an abomination but Jojo did not take it too hard to heart before dusting off. “Also I do not think it wise to take you to the senju compound. Even if you were there under my guidance, the elders won’t appreciate it.” Jojo spoke only what she knew, having been that she eased her eyes while looking at her before rising up. “You should also watch where you are going so you do not run into people as well little Uchiha.”

The Senju teased and scolded at the same time. Her body moving, as if to leave the girl behind. Granted she did not mind being followed if given the case while it also seemed the day would also produce a curious formation of this. Jojo herself had a few things to take care of at the hospital while she looked back at the Uchiha girl and would say, “Well I do have some things to take care of at the hospital so you are welcome to tag along if you like.” There was also, her wanting to test just what this combination of blood could do inside a person. Especially one now with a combo of blood from the senju and Uchiha mixed, as she wanted to know how that affected the fighting capability. Jojo knew only so much with how fighting could bring out the best training capacities could bring out better skills.

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Kaede grinned at the woman. "Just appreciating the view." It was shallow, yeah, but everyone was shallow to some degree. What was wrong with appreciating a nice pair of tits when the opportunity arose? She finally got off the ground and brushed the dust off herself, stretching. "I promise I won't stare... Much."

Kaede raised a brow when the woman revealed just why she'd been in the compound. "Oh, that's wonderful. More people talking about things about me that I don't know and that no one ever intends to tell me. Did you have fun?" If she was anything, she was rude - even though she doubted the Senju had any major part in concealing her father's identity from her. Hell, she had probably assumed that someone had told her. But no, of course not. Her mother wouldn't say a word about it no matter how much she pouted, and it would be a cold day in hell before she asked the elders anything. Bunch of dicks.

She shrugged. "After seventeen years I think I'm pretty used to elders not liking me. And why should I care, anyway? It's not like they're that big of a deal." she scoffed. Sure, elders.. did something, she supposed, although to her it seemed like all they did was bitch and moan about everything they didn't like. It's not like they ever did anything constructive. And there was no way in hell she was going to honor elders just because they're older and more experienced. Something people tend to forget was that stupid people got old too.

The medic began to walk off, and Kaede trailed behind her, intending to be the thorn in her side for the day. It wasn't like she had anything better to do, other than search for Kurotaki... But it wasn't every day you got to annoy the village's head medic. That was an opportunity the teen just couldn't pass up. "Cool. So.. what does a head medic do, anyway? Besides heal people."

And where she'd just been mildly pissed off and incredibly sarcastic, now she was cheerful. Such was the way things tended to go with the teenage Uchiha. She was moody, and overreacted often - but the subject at hand was something she was quite sensitive about. Being the bastard child in a clan full of pretentious assholes wasn't very much fun.

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Jojo scoffed lightly at the comments of staring at such. Frankly, she was already used to most men doing it around the village, but now having the girl do it too just made it weirder. Especially with what she now knew of her father. Jojo scratched her head while walking, a strand of her red hair twisting and then being pulled from her fingertips with a shake of her head. “Well I would not call a discussion of a village traitor any fun. However I can probably tell you more about the man than the block heads could.” To Jojo, all of the Uchiha were blockheads, granted that included this girl but on a lesser scale. She personally did not like the Uchiha for the fact that they were namely far more in number than the Senju and just as well known. It made little sense to her as to why the Uchiha were like rabbits but then she remembered when it came to her father.

Then the question bombardment was coming alive, Jojo did not mind. After all, she loved questions. They funneled and fueled the mental mind to the entirety of what she knew were alive. “Well the Head Medic runs the hospital basically; with that said, I also screen the recruits, train them, and observe them. I am god when it comes to the hospital you could say.” This was not big talk but rather a matter of fact. Jojo moved with a purpose for every step she took and mentionable look she gave someone just to part ways and move again. She commanded a great amount of respect from many, many to which she had healed in not just body but gave them a home to reside in as well. Such aspects truly allowed her to utilize her skills accordingly.

Now this Uchiha, she was quite curious of as to how much she truly knew. “So little one, how much did you know of your father?” This would give Jojo a key idea of just what went on in that head of the girl while also giving her an idea as to how dangerous or deadly of a tongue this girl had. In full support, Jojo merely wished that the girl displayed her true feelings around her. This idea presented the natural process of knowing just what was important to the girl and why. A calm breath in, a decent breath outward and her eyes were then back on the girl for only a second before pressing onwards towards the hospital to which she worked relentlessly at without any display of undergone or undermined delay.

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Kaede froze in her tracks. "Did... did you just say village traitor? Please tell me I didn't just hear you say village traitor." That... would certainly go a long way in explaining why no one had ever told her, and why it was such a big deal to the clan, but all the same that was something that she had had the right to know a long time ago - and it definitely shouldn't have been from some stranger that was totally unrelated to her. And again came the concept of blaming a child for their parent's actions, or at least taking out their anger on said child. People were ridiculous, so quick to judge, and the Uchiha clan the quickest of them all. "And.. and what do you mean you could tell me more than they could? I-I've wanted to know who my father was my whole life. If there's anything you can tell me, I'd like to know." Heh. And it seemed like someone else shared her opinion of the Uchiha elders.

Being head medic of the entire village sounded like a ridiculously big job with a ridiculous amount of paperwork and maintenance and people bothering you for things and people complaining. It was a job that Kaede would never want to have, not even in her wildest dreams. Of course, she wasn't going to say that aloud, despite the fact that under normal circumstances, she would - pissing off the woman who might be able to tell her about her father didn't seem like a very sound move, and so, for once, the teen held her tongue. It wouldn't happen again, that was for sure. "Sounds like quite a job. I could never do anything like that. I don't much like people so I'd probably have a shitty bedside manner, y'know."

"I'm not little. I'm seventeen." Kaede muttered under her breath. Sure, she was a little short, but surely her own set of tits, her piercings, and her attitude in general would give away the fact that she wasn't as young as she looked. "Absolutely fuck-all, other than the fact that he wasn't of the Uchiha clan. Lords knows I get enough hell from the clan over that."

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Jojo did say traitor to the village, her head nodding when she looked back at the girl who had frozen. She was surprised this girl did not at least know that much of the details, her eyes looking at her with a calm sense of notable sense. Jojo only now wondered if she should even let the girl know as to who killed the father. However, Jojo did not let that in yet as she listened to the girl, learning that she knew nothing of her father yet wanted to know. That much was going to be necessary and she noticed the frank knowledge of the girl holding back when speaking of Jojo’s job. Yes, Jojo herself was in a position that many never desired but she enjoyed it because she liked training others, but none of the people she trained yet could ever aspire to be the head medic to replace her.

This continued, while Jojo walked and spotted a bench, one she had sat one when speaking to the Mizukage some time ago. She held a hand to the side issuing for the girl to sit down, “I will answer every question you have of your father here. I only hope you understand some of the things I have to say because even if you are seventeen, without having heard any of this before just makes you little in my book.” Yes, and so much more she could go on however, she did not wish to bore the girl more than she needed to. Talking of the girl’s father was also talking of her own father as this girl seemed to share few details with Jojo yet the parting lines of the hair was legitimately the same in Jojo’s eyes as she noticed that slightly as a hereditary flaw passed down rarely, and only anatomy knowledgeable individuals could tell it.

Jojo knew some of the questions would be difficult to answer, but the thing that would be hardest to tell is who the killer really is. Certainly saying that she killed the father was one thing, but to say that you are also the daughter of the dead was going to be something far difficult in what she could say. From here on, she wanted no lies between the two as she awaited the questions to come forth while pulling out an apple, a kunai in her other hand slicing it up in half. With a little throw upwards, it would aim for a landing in the girl’s lap or hand if she caught it, while Jojo herself would begin eating the apple of her own with the anxiety of what questions this girl may or may not ask.

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As the woman confirmed that Kaede hadn't suddenly and spontaneously developed a hearing problem, the teen sighed. Of course. That was just her shitty kind of luck. The daughter of a village traitor. Well that was just wonderful, wasn't it? Now she would never get to meet him - certainly something she'd thought about nearly her entire life. She'd always thought that one day she would find out who he was, and she'd leave the clan to go live with him instead... but because he was a traitor, that was impossible. A dream she hadn't even known she still had had just been crushed.. and she was sure this talk wasn't going to get any better.

"I'm smarter than I look, lady." she deadpanned, slouching down on the bench. "I think I can handle it." Toying with a strand of hot pink hair, Kaede looked at Jojo. "I want to know everything you can tell me. His name. What he did before he was a traitor. Why he betrayed the village. And.. the mundane stuff. Like, I wanna know if he liked to read, or smoke, or drink.. stuff like that... but I don't know if you'd know that."

Now she had to wait for Jojo to speak up and reveal what she knew. And Kaede had one of those feelings, those ones you got in the pit of your stomach that made you feel nauseous, that told her she wasn't going to like what she heard. Ignorance was bliss, yeah, and she had the feeling she was going to wish she'd never asked - but she would rather know than not, no matter how hard it was to hear the answers.

"...is he still alive?" Village traitors had notoriously short lifespans, after all. She wasn't sure which answer she would prefer, to be honest. The Uchiha knew she had to try not to dwell on it, though. Knowing who her father was wasn't going to change who she was - at least, that's what she tried to tell herself.

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Indeed she said she was smarter than she looked but Jojo could not quite believe it, maybe it was all the peppered and salted life the girl had yet to experience but that was all Jojo had to go off of. Jojo then got that confirmation with the thought that she could handle it, which in itself was lucid after all. Jojo sighed lightly with all the things she had to answer, name being the first thing followed by what before and after and so on. She smiled at some of the things, as she knew them all, she had hung out with her father quite often when not on the torture tables of the experimental labs after all. “Well, he was a clan head, leader of one of the most inspirational clans alive. Along with this, he liked to fish really. Cooking was another thing but nothing as great as his wife was.

“He taught me most of what I know a sensei and friend alike you could say. He betrayed the village though for the experiments they held in the underground. He found out about the dealings we had that were highly against his beliefs that he expressed to the council. You could say he was a free spirit in a way though because he charismatically brought together eleven people of assorted clans and raised a riot, running free from them.” Jojo phased out, a little tear falling from her eyes, as she would bring out the final bit of reason. “The one, who was charged to kill the man, was his first daughter and not only that but his name you asked me earlier was Setsuna, Senju Setsuna.” Her face went down somberly, her eyes clouded lightly as she remembered the dying breaths, “and he is not alive, he died shortly before I became chuunin.”

The tale of her father, the tale of this girl’s father, both of which brought to each other what she could only surmise as a deadly confrontation, she killed the father with wood ninjutsu, a series of techniques that only a few materialistic things could ever surmise to one another. Jojo herself only allowed so much to be revealed but she spilled out the life story, answering many questions and even unasked questions answered at that. Her father did the worst dead, consorting with an Uchiha however; the traitorous act was killing a council member who raised the ideals of such black-market grey area fields. However, with the laws of the village, it was in the right, but because her father had to raise his big mouth, he had to be silenced along with the many several members who joined the man.

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"Sounds like you knew him pretty well. How close were you?" As much as he had indirectly influenced her life - you know, with the whole 'being half of the reason she existed' thing - she had never known him, and never would, and so knowing that he was a traitor and that he was dead surely couldn't hurt her as much as it would hurt someone who had known him well and liked him. It seemed that the Senju was one of those people.

She raised an eyebrow upon hearing that he was a free spirit. "... Well, I think I know which parent I got my attitude from." Well, part of it, anyway. Kaede was sure that her father had been, ehe, much more dignified and probably politer, too.

The genin tilted her head to the side, noticing the tear falling from the redhead's eye. She frowned, but what she was about to say fled from her mind as soon as she spoke his name. "Shit, really? Do you know how much I joked about wanting to be an honorary Senju just to piss off the elders? And.. I actually am. That's crazy." She was the bastard child of a Senju and an Uchiha. No wonder her mere presence seemed to irk most of the latter clan.

"And... if telling me more is going to upset you, you don't have to keep talking, y'know." she told the woman. Of course, she didn't pick up on the clue that Jojo had perhaps known her father - Senju Setsuna (it was so strange to be able to put a name to the concept of father at last) - better than she thought. Better than she would if they had just been clanmates. "..I can't imagine what it would feel like to kill your own father. Chick who did it must have been tough to not totally freak out about it, and, y'know, actually do it."

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Yes, Jojo did know Setsuna pretty well. It just was that simple to know as she did have the tear and of course, the girl did not know yet who this person was but she tried alluding, seeing if the girl could understand and get it but it did not seem to be that way yet. Jojo looking over at her as she sighed lightly and shook her head. “It matters not if it makes me feel uneasy. But as an elder sister I have to tell you about it, it is a duty of mine after all and the bastard Uchiha clan did not have the courtesy to tell you prior to pisses me off even more.” This may be the only time she has lost her cool since killing her mother, but it was just how bad of a situation it was for her half-sister to not know the history of what went on.

“I am your sister Kaede,” her voice soothed, speaking in the situation when having steadily and seemingly emotionlessly say it. “I do not remember how long I wept after killing our father, but as you see I did not go crazy thankfully.” On the other hand, maybe she has and the crazy portion has not reached her mind yet. Whatever the case, she did not wish to permit the craziness out until such times. That very portion of her mind was always hoping, always pleading to be let out in its dark and destructive manner, but such things would not come through until the end. Jojo only knew so much though. “Our father was a good fighter though, having killed my two teammates before I was capable of sending him to Hell. However, he died by the same manner he fought, that was always just what it was though, and I regret killing him even if he was a traitor.”

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"Okay, wait. Just wait a second." It was bad enough finding out that her father was dead, and a traitor to boot, especially when the only person willing to tell her was someone she didn't even know. But then the woman had to go and drop the bomb that Kaede had a sister as well, and that it was her. Jojo. "... How long have you known, Jojo? When did you find out that.. that I was your sister?"

To be honest, she was struggling to keep as calm as she had been. She could understand just a random Senju not wanting to bother with telling the bastard Uchiha child that she had a father and a sister she'd never known about, and having that knowledge for years without bothering to seek her out and tell her about it - because why should just some random Senju care about her? But now that she knew the woman was her sister, she had to wonder how long Jojo had been sitting on this information and not caring enough to find out anything about her sister, not even whether or not Kaede knew about the whole fucked up situation.

"It bothers me, you know. It really bothers me that none of my family seems to give a shit about me. The Uchihas think I'm worthless because I don't have a fucking Sharingan and I'm the bastard child of a Senju. My mother cares more about my older brother because he actually did something with his life, I guess. And you? Do you care that you have a sister? How long have you known that we were related, and just didn't give enough of a damn to tell me? Did you know when you killed him?"

If Kaede's hands hadn't been clutching her arms, Jojo would have seen how badly they would be shaking. It wasn't because she was sad, oh no. The Senju's simple statement had taken her from calm right to pissed as hell... and if she didn't get some answers, hell, it wasn't going to be pretty.

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