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She watched in awe and looked up at them. "I heard you calling me...."
Slowly, the real Indra began to appear to Midori. He was older than the sketches they had found of him. Next to him, reacting to him being there, the chakra in the area formed a younger version of him. The two looked at Midori quietly, one calm while the other looked full of hatred.
"indra-sama? Are you here?" She asked and looked around curiously. She clutched the old sketchbook to her chest.
Kurama and Ashina followed without hesitation as she guided them. Kurama looked at Midori with an intense look in his eyes, her power seeming to excite him. "You're very powerful, aren't you Uchiha princess?" he asked.
Ashina looked around once in the clearing and rubbed his jaw. "I don't see anything odd..."
She nodded and stood following the voice. "Muramasa can speak to the dead and spirits, most of the time.... Mom thought I got more Uchiha blood than muramasa.... Apparently not..." She murmured and soon found herself in a clearing nearby.
Kurama raised a brow when she said Indra's name. He looked around slowly but couldn't see anything in the room with them.
Ashina looked around as well and frowned. He walked over, going to Midori. "Do you hear something?" he asked softly. "Do you hear...Indra?"
"I thought she had complications with childbirth when she had Asura?" She asked and looked up at him. She sighed and paused sitting up. She heard a whispering voice calling her name. She swallowed nervously and listened. "I-indra-sama?"
The pictures started off happy and bright but later on the images became darker and more violent. He frowned at the changes and shook his head. "Indra really was a good boy in the start. Zetsu ruined that, though..." He sighed. "I...I can't prove it, but I think Indra's mother was killed by zetsu."
She smiled and sat on the bed with him looking through more of the sketchbook. Some of the later pictures became more dark and sad. "I wish zetsu had never talked to him...."
Kurama looked at the sketchbook and smiled softly. "I remember that. His mother gave it to him, if I remember correctly." He looked at Ashina and grinned. "You do look perfect in it." He then stretched and sat on the bed. "Should we rest for now, then explore later?"
She smiled watching him and said. "It looks perfect on you." She paused and showed Kurama what she had found blushing slightly. "I found Indra's old sketchbook."
Ashina gently took the cloak. He noticed it was perfectly clean, despite how old it was. He moved from his clothes and into it before looking at them. "How's it look?"
She smiled softly and looked at Ashina. "Take it, Ashina."
Kurama nodded softly. "It is," he whispered. "At least, one of them. He had a couple, but yes." He looked at Ashina. "Maybe Ashina could wear it during sage mode," he offered softly.
"you didn't know that?" She asked and smiled gently. She paused and looked up at Kurama when he came in. She hugged him and looked at the cloak. "Is that hagoromo's cloak?"
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