Chiaki's dream [test/Chiaki canon]

[Kanade]

Chiaki was kage of a village that had hustle and bustle, but overall it had the chakra that she had worked so hard to culminate, grow, and send off into the world. It wasn’t a hidden technique anymore, and as she ran a hand through her now grey-flecked hair she smiled down on the village hidden in the-.

A man burst through the door and bowed a hasty greeting, “You’re needed lady kage, urgently, to make preparations for the ceremony of nations. It’s the big day that you’ve been striving for that your ninja make their way in the world and show the world their medical ninjutsu might.”

It sounded like he was expounding the exact thing that she had told him long ago, and probably yesterday for that matter. She waved a hand that she marveled at, as it was not wrinkled in the slightest and ran her palms over her unblemished and unwrinkled arms. Touching her face and brining herself to her scar, she nodded and sighed in satisfaction. At least the stem-cell chakra that she had perfected, propagated, nurtured, and sent into the world wasn’t at work in her eye, nor in the scar that reminded her of how she needed to help her mother and make her father’s warmongering a laughable joke.

Wait, hadn’t she already cured her mother? Her head swam as she tried to remember the exact events that had transpired. Was her mother still even alive?

“Miss kage!” A man shouted across the table from her as she jolted back to awareness, a pair of chopsticks in her hand and a spread of fine meats, cheeses, vegetables, and tofu were at an elongated and elegant table, of which she was the head. The other kages, there were… seven of them? No, five. No, six?

“Miss kage, you were telling us that we would each receive our own battalion of your medical ninja for use in our hospitals.” The man urged her to speak and she nodded, chewing her food. Why didn’t it taste right?

She sighed and put down her chopsticks and rose to make her speech, but was struck speechless as she was on a different parapet, looking out at her troops on the march for their respective villages, once again she tried to count and her brain got fuzzy. She stretched her eyes in the growing sunset and tried to count, but they were among the trees.

“We did it.” A warm hand gripped hers and in the glare of the dying sunlight she tried to see her lovers face, but she couldn’t quite make out who it was.

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Chiaki bolted upright, tearing off her blanket and sitting up, stark naked in the dark of her room. The sliver of a moon and the pinpricks of the stars illuminated her figure in the dusk as she wiped at her eyes, trying to remember all of the dream. It was like her future was reality and that future was… She sighed, tore the covers back over her, grumbling about being cold even though she slept in the nude and it was her own damn fault, and fell back asleep.