Deidara: TMD Jinchuriki?

When he heard the three words "Otsutsuki," Shisui's ever-gentle, composed face finally showed a visible change.

His arms, folded across his chest, tightened by a nearly imperceptible degree.

Otsutsuki.

To the vast majority of people in the Shinobi World, that name was something they had never even heard of. Only in certain clans with hundreds of years of inheritance might a few legends about the Sage of Six Paths still have been passed down.

But to Shisui, those three words carried a far heavier meaning.

His thoughts drifted uncontrollably back to a night several years ago.

Back then, although Asura had saved him and he had not died under Danzo's plot, he still had yet to make his final decision, still wavering in agony between Konoha and his clan.

At the time, Asura had invited him to take part in an operation.

Together with Asura and Uchiha Hikari, he had embarked on that inconceivable journey to the moon. Traveling with them had been not only the two genius juniors, Kaguya Kimimaro and Haku, but also Hizashi Hyuga, who had still been wavering at the time.

Even now, he still clearly remembered that when they passed through that bizarre, dazzling passage and arrived in the moon's inner space, what they saw was that magnificent castle floating within an artificial sun, those vast numbers of battle puppets whose strength could not be underestimated, and...

The last descendants of the moon's Otsutsuki Clan, Otsutsuki Sakuto and his young son, Otsutsuki Toneri.

In that battle, he had witnessed with his own eyes what power from the Otsutsuki Clan truly meant.

It was also from then on that he learned the truth of the Shinobi World's thousand-year history, and fully understood why Lord Asura had always been gathering Kekkei Genkai, and why he had not