Shisui never wanted to reveal his Mangekyō Sharingan. Activating it would inevitably expose him to the rest of the Uchiha — and that, he feared, might spark dangerous excitement. Once the clan saw he had achieved such power, they might push harder toward rebellion. They were already standing too close to the edge.
But Ryosuke's attack gave him no choice.
The shockwaves came fast — absurdly fast. Five of them, fired in brutal succession. Not even his finest mastery of the Body Flicker Technique would allow him to evade them all. He had to act. So, reluctantly, Shisui called forth his Susanoo.
But Ryosuke noticed something strange.
The moment Shisui's ethereal green ribcage and skull dissolved, fading back into the base form of the three-tomoe Sharingan, Ryosuke paused. He had been about to escalate — to unleash even more force — but seeing Shisui stand down made him hesitate.
A beat later, Ryosuke closed the Fifth Gate of the Eight Gates Formation. The pressure that had radiated off him vanished. The terrifying chakra flow that had turned the very air into a furnace simply... stopped.
The clearing returned to silence.
Shisui stepped forward. His voice was calm, resolute.
"Ryosuke, your strength… it's a blessing to the Uchiha. And a miracle for the Hidden Leaf."
Ryosuke smirked. "And your eyes aren't too bad either, Shisui."
He meant it, too. With someone like him in the clan, the Uchiha didn't need to fear extinction. Not this time. Not with Ryosuke here to stand as their pillar.
He could stop what happened in the original timeline — the massacre, the coup, the blood-soaked futility. With his strength, he could repel even threats like Orochimaru or the Six Paths of Pain. The Hidden Leaf wouldn't crumble again. Ryosuke wasn't Hashirama Senju — but in this generation, he might as well be.
He'd be the deterrent. The stabilizer.
The Hidden Leaf's living boundary.
Shisui seemed to pick up on his thoughts, and spoke again — slower, more cautious this time.
"If our Uchiha clan would just follow the command of the village leadership, peace could truly be within reach."
Ryosuke's eyes narrowed.
Wait. What the hell did he just say?
This guy was trying to recruit him — to serve the Konoha elders?
Was Shisui really so naive?
Sarutobi Hiruzen was a paper tiger — an idealist with no real backbone. And Danzo? That man wasn't just a threat to the Uchiha; he was a parasite feeding off the village's soul.
As long as Konoha kept men like Danzo in power, peace was a fantasy.
Ryosuke knew the future. Danzo's ambition would never stop — not until he sat in the Hokage's chair. The man would even stoop to using genjutsu on the Daimyō to gain the role. He'd tried to manipulate the Five Kage Summit by brainwashing Mifune. How could anyone like that be trusted?
And during Konoha's darkest moments — when Orochimaru attacked, or when Pain leveled the village — where was Danzo?
Gone. Hiding.
He always preached "for the sake of the village," but when it mattered most, he was nowhere to be seen.
Ryosuke exhaled sharply and said, "I can't agree with you, Shisui."
Shisui's face tightened. "What do you mean?"
"Only the strong can truly protect the Hidden Leaf. And you — a Mangekyō wielder — should be the next Hokage."
Ryosuke stepped closer, his voice gaining force.
"Our clan has the strength. The accomplishments. The bloodline. Why hasn't an Uchiha become Hokage yet? Why not now?"
He wasn't being coy. Ryosuke meant every word. He wasn't interested in paperwork or councils — but someone had to take the throne. Someone strong. Someone from their clan. Someone like Shisui.
Let him be the face. Ryosuke would be the sword.
Shisui's thoughts spiraled. Him? Hokage?
He had never even considered it. He was sixteen — maybe seventeen. Wasn't he far too young? There had never been a Hokage that young in all of history.
But now, he was seeing Ryosuke's intent clearly.
This wasn't some shallow power grab. This was a revolution in the making. And Ryosuke… wasn't joking.
Shisui tried to reason with him.
"Ryosuke, please… if word of this got back to the elders, it could start an internal conflict. A civil war. Konoha would never survive it."
Ryosuke sighed. The kind of sigh that comes when you know you're arguing with someone noble — but tragically naive.
"And you don't think we're strong enough to lead the village to prosperity? You think the Third Hokage's way is the only way forward?"
"If we hadn't stepped in during that mess with the Cloud Village, the Hyuga clan would've lost a child. The Hidden Leaf would've disgraced itself. We prevented that. We protected the village."
Shisui's mouth opened, then closed again. Ryosuke wasn't wrong. The truth of the Cloud incident was something only a few knew. And Ryosuke had done the right thing.
But even if he was right — wasn't he still too aggressive? Too bold?
Peace required caution. Patience. Ryosuke wanted a total reset.
Still, Shisui couldn't deny one thing: he agreed with him more than he wanted to admit.
"I liked what you said, Ryosuke… that the Uchiha should step up for the village."
Shisui's voice softened.
"I do believe we deserve the Hokage position. But the elders won't hand over power easily. There will be blood."
"We're the strongest clan already. Why chase a title that could throw everything into chaos?"
Ryosuke folded his arms. This again. That old argument about avoiding conflict.
"You think surrender buys peace? Even if we step back, do you honestly believe the village elders will ever accept us?"
"Danzo tried to steal your eyes, Shisui."
That silenced him.
"You thought killing yourself would stop the fighting. But it only enraged the clan. Your suicide — your sacrifice — was just fuel for rebellion."
"And the only ones who could've ordered it? Danzo. Maybe even the Third himself. No one else had that kind of power."
Ryosuke's voice dropped. "You can't just give in and hope they change."
Shisui stood frozen, guilt heavy in his chest. Ryosuke was right. He was naive. Too forgiving. But it wasn't because he was blind. It was because he wanted to believe there was another way.
But was there?
Then Ryosuke said something that shook him.
"Shisui, join me."
"You and I, together — we can bring true peace. Not just to Konoha, but to the entire shinobi world."
"If any village dares ignite war, we'll be the ones to bring judgment."
"Isn't that what you've always wanted?"
"A peaceful Hidden Leaf. A stable future. A shinobi world without war. You and I could make it happen."
Shisui's heart pounded. His Mangekyō flickered.
He had fought Ryosuke already. He knew his power. Even at full strength, Shisui couldn't beat him. That pressure… that raw speed… Ryosuke was terrifying. Unstoppable.
And yet — he wasn't cruel. He had vision. And that vision wasn't wrong.
Ryosuke's words echoed in his mind: You and I could make it happen.
Shisui took a breath. His voice came quieter this time.
"Then… what do you plan to do with the current leadership?"
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