Sora was relieved to see his sister's porch light on once more.

He hadn't followed her that night because he knew talking to her then would have been futile. Sen was stubborn, and she probably thought he knew about the deal but hadn't told her. However, he had been in the dark as well. He figured his twin had left him out the arrangement to avoid any obstruction.

He knocked on the door a couple times before she answered. He raised his hand to give a small wave and said with a weak smile, "I'm glad you're back."

She nodded and looked behind him to see Mizura standing across the courtyard with his arms folded across his chest. She kept her eyes focused on Mizura, irritation building in her bones once more. Sora furrowed his brow at his sister's faraway glare and then looked over his shoulder.

"Sen..." he spoke under his breath. "Just... I..." He turned back to her and gave a pleading look as he whispered, "Don't... Please."

She swallowed hard and rolled her eyes as she sighed angrily. Mizura began walking towards the other two Hyuga, closing the much needed space between them. Sen's hands were firmly planted on her hips as she continued looking past Sora, digging her gaze into the clan leader. She snapped, "Don't come any closer."

A devilish smirk played on Mizura's face. He clasped his hands together and spoke, "Very well then."

The three siblings faced one another, white eyes surveying each other carefully. There was quiet in the courtyard until Mizura raised an eyebrow and asked, "Did you have fun playing Madara Uchiha's whore?"

Sora cut his eyes at his brother and snapped, "Really, Mizura?"

"You," he began in a hard voice, shooting daggers at Sora, "stay out of this."

The younger twin opened his mouth to argue whenever Sen found her voice and responded through shallow, angered breaths, "You don't know anything about Madara and I's relationship."

The clan leader's shoulders shook as he laughed, "You talk like there's some future for you with him. Like it or not, Sen, your destiny has been decided for you."

Tension was thick between the trio. Sen looked to Sora and noticed that she had never seen his features carry such rage. She then trained her eye on Mizura and gave a narrowed glare before entering her house and harshly swinging the door closed.

She muttered a string of curses as she slammed her fist against the table. She hated Mizura and his god-complex. She leaned against the table, sweaty palms pressed to the wood and let a few silent tears drip onto the tabletop.

There had been a time that all of the Hyuga siblings had gotten along well enough. It was long, long ago, however. Mizura hadn't been so cold then. He had always been arrogant and domineering, but as the years had passed, he had become completely nefarious.

She heard nasty words being volleyed outside between the twins. Sen squeezed her eyes shut and balled her hands into fists. Sora's normally placid tone had completely been abandoned as he railed into Mizura for treating Sen as he had.

For a moment, she regretted not telling Sora about the encounters she and Mina had with Mizura in the past. His anger would certainly be amplified if he knew about the heartless things his twin had said to their sisters. She kept her eyes closed as they continued to verbally berate one another. Finally, she couldn't take it anymore and retreated to her bedroom.

All of this and for why? Preserving an agreement between the Senju and Hyuga, my ass... Is this all because Mizura wants to make my life hell? Does he want to make sure he clenches power early on with the Senju? What's his endgame here?

The thoughts in her head went silent as she heard the clinging of metal. Her blood ran cold and she scrambled to the front porch to see Mizura swinging his sword down toward Sora. She knew that if Mizura even landed a cut on his twin that the poison he always coated his blade in would kill him quickly. She flew into action without second thought and used a jutsu to manipulate the earth to shelter Sora. Mizura's blade dug into the soil and he flashed his angry white eyes up to Sen.

"You bitch!" he growled and activated his Byakugan, raging toward her.

She activated hers as well and then performed her genjutsu, her heart pounding as the black tendrils of smoke curled around Mizura's body, rendering him immobile. He fought and continued to move, almost breaking the jutsu. Sen decided not to waste time and continued the illusion as she moved in and began fighting him using Gentle Fist. They exchanged moves as Mizura fought to keep Sen's genjutsu at bay.

She had never truly fought her brother before, and she didn't expect him to be as strong as he was. The same went for the clan leader; he would have never guessed Sen's ability was up to par with even his own. The girl was a scrappy fighter and her current anger pushed her even harder.

The genjutsu finally took hold of Mizura and Sen breathed in relief as she went in to directly attack his chakra. A blow to the vital parts of his chakra network would end this fight, and that's all Sen wanted to happen. Her hands slammed against him and he groaned in pain. She continued her assault on his chakra points, completely interrupting the flow until he was barely able to stand. Finally, he began to fall to his knees. Sen used a final jutsu to spring up and earth prison around his body to keep him in place.

Her hands were shaking and her body was worn out from the flurry of attacks that she had to employ. She looked down at him, contempt visible in her eyes, and harshly whispered, "Don't ever raise your blade against Sora again."

The clan leader's face was near purple in anger as heavy breaths tore through his chest. He strained uselessly against the soil. A vein was bulging from his neck as he roared, "You'll never marry that goddamned Uchiha! I can assure you that!"

She went to Sora's side and used the final bit of her chakra to heal the minor wounds that he had sustained over their battle. She thought, I must have been so deep in my head earlier I didn't even hear them begin fighting. Well, at least I got here when I did.

"S-Sen... I'm so... I didn't mean... Are you hurt? I'm so sorry for this... I lost my temper," Sora apologized in a mess of words. She shook her head and told him she was fine and thanked him for taking up for her.

Mizura was still enraged as he asked the girl, "How can you stand to fuck someone like that vermin Uchiha whenever Tobirama Senju is clearly a better man?"

She studied him for a moment before narrowing her eyes and replying coldly, "You don't know the first thing about better men."

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Mizura does not deserve rights. You cannot change my mind.