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Star's smirk deepened. "Good. Now, use your quirk."
Itachi glanced at her, and she nodded in approval. He sighed again, knowing what was expected. His Eternal Mangekyo Sharingan activated, his eyes glowing with crimson intensity. Should I use one hand or two? he wondered. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. To be honest, I've been waiting for this.
Star, overhearing, chuckled. "Then don't overthink it. Just use it."
Itachi nodded, deciding to go all out but keeping it controlled. Slowly, the red skeletal form of his half-Susano'o emerged around him, ribs and two large hands materializing. The soldiers stared in awe, their eyes wide with a mix of fear and fascination. Even Star couldn't hide her impressed expression as she studied the form up close.
This is terrifying, she thought, smirking to herself.
With ease, Itachi lifted the enormous tire, holding it in his Susano'o's hand. The weight was nothing to his construct. He turned to face Star, who watched with approval as the other soldiers looked on in stunned silence.
After a moment, Itachi sighed, lowering the tire back to the ground. His Susano'o still hovered around him, and he felt the familiar sensation of his eyes beginning to bleed. This is the first time my eyes have bled, he noted, though the pain was minimal. He wiped the blood away calmly, still deep in thought.
Star noticed the blood and her smirk vanished for a second. "Deactivate it, now," she ordered, her voice sharp with concern.
Itachi nodded, deactivating his Sharingan. As he wiped the remaining blood from his face, he reassured her. "Don't worry. It happens sometimes."
He glanced away, thinking, I think it's because I used a more refined part of the Susano'o. He sighed again, realizing this might be a new drawback in this world. This body is different... I need to be careful.
Star glanced at Itachi, concern flickering across her face. "If you want, you should go to the medic."
Itachi shook his head, his expression calm. "Don't worry, ma'am. It happens sometimes."
She studied him for a moment longer before sighing. "Are you sure?"
He nodded firmly.
"Alright then," she relented, though her eyes still held a trace of doubt. "Training's over. Everyone, head back to your barracks, freshen up, and get some rest."
"Yes, ma'am," the soldiers responded in unison before dispersing. Itachi turned to leave with them, but Star called after him. "Aegis, come here for a second."
Itachi paused, nodding as he walked over to her.
"I've been wondering something," she began, her voice quieter now. "If you don't mind me asking… have you gotten any offers from Japan's Hero Public Safety Commission?"
Itachi's brow furrowed slightly, and he shook his head. "Not officially… but I've heard through a friend that they've ranked me."
Star crossed her arms, an amused look crossing her face. "That means you've received an offer, you dumbass. They just haven't told you yet."
Itachi blinked, realizing she was probably right. "But it's not official," he replied. "I haven't heard anything directly from them."
Star sighed. "Do you know why I asked you?"
Itachi shook his head again.
"Because the American Safety Commission is also interested in you," she said with a smirk, her eyes locking onto his. "They've been keeping an eye on you."
Itachi looked at her, processing her words before responding, his tone respectful but resolute. "I'm honored, Master… but I have to return to Japan. Someone is waiting for me."
Star's expression softened, and she smiled knowingly. "I understand." Her tone shifted, becoming teasing. "Well, after your little 'lovely' time with Japan's No. 3 hero, you can always join the American Safety Commission if you change your mind. The door's always open."
Itachi blinked, the faintest blush creeping onto his face as he caught her teasing tone. "I'll think about it," he replied, keeping his voice steady despite the subtle embarrassment.
Star chuckled, patting his head affectionately. "You're adorable sometimes, Aegis." She glanced at her hand, now covered in mud from their earlier training. "Looks like I got myself dirty too. I guess I'll have to get cleaned up too." She gave him a playful shove. "Now, get going."
Itachi nodded, offering her a final smile before heading back to his barracks. Once there, he showered, letting the warm water wash away the mud and exhaustion from the day's training. After changing into clean clothes, he sat on the edge of his bed, deep in thought about what Star had said.
America... an open door. But Japan is where I need to be, for now.
TimeSkip 1 year:
A year had passed, and Itachi's fame had skyrocketed. He stood beside Star, scrolling through his Instagram feed, where his name and face seemed to dominate. The number of reels featuring him was overwhelming. He paused on one particularly flashy video labeled: World's Most Handsome Hero. A sigh escaped his lips.
"This is too much attention," Itachi muttered, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over him. What is going on?
Star smirked, peeking over his shoulder. "Well, there are some good edits," she teased, before adding with more enthusiasm, "What am I saying? Every edit is good!"
Itachi swiped to the next reel, where someone had dubbed him Star's Shield. He considered it for a moment before admitting, "Well, that's not a bad title."
Star chuckled. "Yeah, yeah. The world can't get enough of you." Her tone shifted as she grew more serious. "But enough about that. We need to get down to business."
Her change in demeanor caught Itachi's attention immediately. He straightened, his playful mood fading into focus. "What's the situation?"
"We need to find someone," Star began, her voice tense. "His name's Ralph Pearson, villain alias: Drainer."
Itachi's eyes narrowed. "What's his quirk?"
"Power drain," Star replied with a hint of disgust. "He drains powers from people. But that's not the worst part…"
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