big brother shina: reborn in the Uchiha clan

The next day, Shina and Itachi decided to take matters into their own hands. They had to act swiftly to counter the hardliners' influence before the clan spiraled into chaos.

Their first step was to identify the ringleaders who were spreading rumors and sowing dissent. Among them was an elder named Daisuke, a staunch advocate of the coup and an expert manipulator. His influence ran deep, and many younger clan members idolized him as a symbol of Uchiha pride.

Shina and Itachi devised a plan to confront Daisuke directly but subtly. They couldn't risk making a scene that would further divide the clan.

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The brothers approached Daisuke's residence under the guise of paying their respects. It was a modest home compared to the grandiose style of other elders, reflecting Daisuke's preference for humility—though Shina suspected it was more calculated than genuine.

The elder greeted them with a warm but guarded smile. "Ah, Shina, Itachi. To what do I owe the pleasure?"

Shina smiled casually, leaning against the doorframe. "Just thought we'd stop by for a chat. The clan's been buzzing lately, and we figured you'd have some insights."

Daisuke's eyes narrowed slightly, though his expression remained cordial. "The clan is in a delicate position, as you know. Everyone is concerned about our future."

"Concerned or divided?" Itachi asked, his tone measured but sharp.

Daisuke gestured for them to sit. "Division is inevitable in times of uncertainty, young ones. But the clan must remain strong. That's what matters."

Shina crossed his arms, leaning forward slightly. "Strength doesn't come from tearing ourselves apart, Daisuke. Some people seem to forget that."

Daisuke's smile faltered, and a flicker of annoyance crossed his face. "You're referring to the rumors about Shisui, I presume."

Itachi nodded. "They're dangerous, and they're destabilizing the clan. If we're going to survive, we need unity, not infighting."

Daisuke leaned back, his gaze sharp. "Unity, you say? And how do you propose we achieve that when the village treats us like outsiders? Do you not see the threat they pose to us?"

Shina's eyes darkened. "We see the threat, Daisuke. But starting a war isn't the answer. You're leading people down a path of destruction."

Daisuke's smile returned, but it was cold. "And what would you suggest, Shina? Submission? Bowing to the Hokage's will while they plot our demise?"

"I'm suggesting that you stop fueling paranoia and mistrust," Shina shot back. "You're turning the clan against itself."

The tension in the room was palpable, but Daisuke remained calm. "I'm merely preparing our people for what's to come. If you two are too naive to see the truth, then perhaps you should step aside."

Itachi stood abruptly, his Sharingan flaring to life. "We won't step aside while you endanger the clan. This isn't a warning, Daisuke. Stop spreading lies, or we'll make sure you do."

Daisuke's eyes flickered with surprise, but he quickly regained his composure. "You're bold, Itachi. Perhaps too bold. Be careful where you tread—some paths have no return."

Shina smirked, standing as well. "Funny. I was just about to say the same to you."

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As they left Daisuke's residence, Itachi sighed heavily. "He won't stop. If anything, this will make him more cautious."

"Good," Shina said, cracking his knuckles. "Cautious people make mistakes. We'll be watching his every move."

"It's a dangerous game we're playing," Itachi warned.

Shina grinned. "Wouldn't be any fun if it wasn't."

But beneath his bravado, Shina knew the stakes were higher than ever. If they failed to stop Daisuke and the hardliners, the Uchiha clan would be doomed.

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