Welcome to my new story, The Eyes of Another! Before I kick it off, I'm going to clarify a few things in case you don't like what I'll throw at you.
1: Naruto will possess the Rinnegan, and because of that...
2: Naruto will be OP in this fic. Not all the time, per se, but if he focuses, he will be able to rip practically anyone apart that isn't Kage level
3: NaruHina goodness! No harems, and there will be lemons later on. Thing's will follow parts of canon, but I'm throwing some curve balls in there to spice things up
That being said, if you're still raring to go, let's get going!
Jiraiya stood passively, watching the elderly toad before him fix him and his apprentice with one of the most intense gazes he had seen on the old geezer.
"Why have you summoned me and my student here?" Jiraiya asked, "Does it have anything to do with the prophecy we talked about before? Because if so I think he might be th-"
"No, Jiraiya." The old toad said with an edge in his voice. "I had a dream last night...a terrible dream which must be averted at all costs."
Fukaksu and Shima looked alarmed at the tone in their leader's words.
"Did it have something to do with Jiraiya-boy?" Fukaksu asked with a bit of worry in his voice.
"Yes. Normally I would not receive dreams this vivid, nor would I meddle if the consequences were not as dire. But this was not ordinary. This was the end of the world."
Jiraiya's eyes narrowed, as did the boy's eyes at his side.
"Surely the toads cou-"
"Not just the shinobi world Jiraiya." The sage said with authority. "Every summon's world, the samurai, the innocent. Everyone dead and gone."
Jiraiya's eyes widened to the size of plates. Surely something like that wasn't possible? Not within this lifetime...
"However, there is one individual who can prevent this scenario. Your apprentice, in fact."
Jiraiya looked in shock down at the boy next to him, not quite believing his ears. The boy who he had taken under his mantle on a whim...
Nagato looked back at Jiraiya, confused with all that was being said. "Jiraiya-sensei, what does he mean? What am I preventing? Is it because of my eyes?"
Jiraiya looked back at the sage, his face conveying his disbelief. "You mean Naga-"
"No, Jiraiya. Not the young Rinnegan wielder. Not even your next apprentice, who will be as, if not more dangerous. It will be your third apprentice that will decide the fate of the world. His name will be Naruto Uzumaki Namikaze, the offspring of your second appprentice and a young kunoichi from Whirlpool."
Jiraiya raised an eyebrow, not quite understanding. "Wait wait wait...so then why was I told to being Nagato here? His friend's are quite worried as to why I had to bring him and not them. Also, are these apprentices of mine even born yet? It sounds like the last one isn't due to show up until after my next one, which I wasn't even aware I was getting...Argh! This isn't what I had planned..." he sighed, as Nagato gave his sensei a pat on the shoulder.
"It's alright sensei, I'm sure there's a reason for all of this."
"There is." The old toad said, chuckling. "Young Nagato, you will help to teach Naruto as soon as he is able, once you unlock all 6 paths of your Rinnegan."
Nagato's eyes widened at the toad's knowledge, as he had yet to tell anyone, even his sensei and friends of his recently acquired knowledge of his eye's powers.
"You MUST be in Konoha to assist the boy in his training. You will be able to seek your own destiny after he understands what he must do, and how he must train. Jiraiya, you will also teach the boy all you know, and all his father knew. All three of your apprentices will grow to be extraordinary shinobi, all capable of changing the shinobi world drastically. However, only the last will be able to deter the end of everything."
Jiraiya nodded, determined to find out as much as he could. "I understand. Could you please let me know of who my second student will be so I may seek him out?"
"NO!" the sage yelled suddenly, before wheezing slightly from exertion. Shima leaped up and patted the old toad's shoulder.
"Don't push yourself! You're pretty old you know!" she exclaimed, worry evident in her voice.
"Jiraiya, you m-must not defer from your current p-path." the toad wheezed, trying to catch his breath. "I shouldn't have even told you as much as I have, and yet it was necessary, for if you missed any one of your students the world would fall. I am telling you who the next two people are purely so that when they come across your path, you know not to dismiss them so readily. Do not mistake my dream as a mission, it is merely to help guide you."
"Alright alright, I understand. No seeking my students out, just go with the flow until they show up, and everything works out in our favor, right?"
He received a nod in response, and smiled.
"Alright then, it's time me and Nagato leave."
"One more thing, and this is for young Nagato."
Nagato turned around to look at the elderly toad, wondering what he could want from him.
"If all goes as should, young Naruto should unlock the same power that you possess."
Nagato's eyes widened, his mouth gaping at the information.
While Jiraiya's reaction was much more subdued, his mind was racing just as much.
'Two Rinnegan users? And both of them my students? Kami what did I do to deserve this? I don't know if this is a curse or a blessing. I wonder what Tsunade would think if I told her this...'
He chuckled to himself, imagining her disbelieving face before she launched him into next week for no good reason. He glanced over at Nagato, smiling at the growing joy on his student's face.
'I...I'm not alone. Someone else will know what I'm going through. Someone else...will understand my power.' Nagato thought, smiling from ear to ear.
'I can't wait to meet him.'
-Fifteen Years Later-
Jiraiya stood on top of the Hokage monument, an orange haired man with strange black piercings all over his body at his side. He took a deep breath before sighing, looking over at the cloaked man.
"I don't like this Nagato...your plan is far too militaristic to achieve true, lasting peace..."
"And what would you suggest sensei? That people will understand each other? That the fighting will cease on its own? No, this is a false ideal, and one that will fail. Only by experiencing pain can people understand each other, and only then can the fighting cease."
"And what about what the old geezer said? We can rely on Naruto, you don't have to use this...Akatsuki. It will do more harm than good."
"This is simply a contingency plan, sensei." Nagato said. "Nothing is set in stone, and nothing ever goes 100% according to plan. Besides, if the boy's father was anything to go by, he should be able to defeat me and my associates hands down if need be."
Jiraiya sighed again, before looking out over the village. So much had happened since that meeting with the sage so long ago...
He had found Minato, and trained him to the best of his ability. So much was he impressed by his skill that he thought the old toad had mistaken the identities of the savior, since Minato seemed invincible. He fought in the third great ninja war, and witnessed the distruction that the Hiraishin and Rasengan could cause, as well as the grudges that were formed from that combination. He saw the love of his life lose her two most precious people and leave, and his best friend fall into darkness. He watched as his student ascended to Hokage, before his life was taken, along with Kushina's. He witnessed the birth of the supposed savior of the world, and had seen him grow into a boy...somewhat.
At first he had pushed the issue of adopting him (seeing as how he was the godfather already) and just being done with it, but his sensei, the Sandaime Hokage, had reassured him that he had that situation under control, and that controlling his spy network was more crucial at the moment, since they didn't know what to expect from either Orochimaru or Iwa.
A week ago, while checking up on his network in Ame, he had run into who he had pressumed to be Yahiko. However, when he noticed the Rinnegan, he knew something was wrong. He had spoken to Nagato and had discovered all that had happened with Hanzo and his betrayal, and the death of Yahiko. He had mourned the loss of his student, and asked if Nagato was ready to begin training Naruto yet, seeing as how the boy was of age. It had taken some convincing, but Nagato had actually sent two paths along with Jiraiya. Only one of them would be staying, the one that Konan had helped him make special for this 'mission'.
"Well Nagato, let's go see if we can find the gaki, it's high time he starts hating life, eh?" Jiraiya joked, referencing the training he would soon be commencing.
Nagato actually smiled a bit at this, remembering the hell that had been Jiraiya's training, before nodding. The two of them shunshin'd away, unaware of what would meet their eyes.
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Naruto was running, running as fast as he could. He had been kicked out of the orphanage about a week ago, and was having trouble finding a place to sleep without getting yelled at by some villager. This time he was caught sleeping behind a restaurant's dumpster, and the owner had furiously kicked the child into the street, throwing a metal pan and hitting him square in the head. Unfortunately, this had caused him to stumble into a woman who had groceries in her hand, forcing her to drop them. She had angrily kicked the boy to the ground in her fit of rage, screaming that the demon had attacked her. A mob had quickly gathered, and before he knew it, Naruto had bottles, wood, bricks, and even a few shuriken being thrown at him. He had started sprinting as fast as his legs would allow, tears streaming down his face the entire time. Why did everyone hate him? What did he do? Was it because he wasn't part of a clan? Because he was an orphan? Was it because he ate from people's trashcans? Were they mad because he had to rummage? Was it rude? He didn't know. All he knew was the searing back of beating after beating he had on a weekly basis. He tried to get to the old man like he was told to if these things happened, but the receptionist usually tossed him out before he even got the chance to knock on the Hokage's door. So he was left alone, afraid, and wanting to die.
He turned a corner and blindly ran into a wall. A dead-end...
He turned around, his blue eyes filled with both tears and fear as the mob approached, all of them grinning like madmen.
"Ha, not so smart are you demon!"
"We have him cornered, we can finally avenge the Yondaime!"
"Kill that little bastard, he took my father from me!"
"Kill the demon!"
"SLAUGHTER THAT DEMON CHILD!"
Naruto curled up as he quietly sobbed, yelping as the first of many kicks caught him in the ribs. The next twenty minutes were a pain filled haze as bottles were smashed over his body, cuts were made everywhere imaginable, and every inch of his flesh was pounded by fists, feet, and blunt objects of all sizes. The mob heard an angry gasp come from a rooftop but paid it no mind, ninja were usually lenient when they saw who it was they were assaulting. They had no idea that this time was different.
"SHINRA TENSEI!"
The mob were all blown towards the street as Jiraiya and Nagato dropped down to observe the bloody and broken child that was Naruto. Jiraiya was furious that these idiot villagers had the gall to beat a child in the name of the kid's father, not that anyone knew.
Nagato had different memories floating through his mind, the night when he first learned what pain was. The night when his parents were killed before his eyes. This child may not have remembered his parents dying, but this...
Nagato looked at the child, before advancing towards the soon-to-be-dead villagers.
This child knew what pain meant, even if it wasn't the same type of pain. Nagato knew that he could train the child.
The mob slowly got up, wondering what that force had been. There were only a few ninja within their ranks, mainly Chunin that had wondered if there had been a Fuuton jutsu launched at them. Their heads all turned as a man in black cloak with red clouds came from the alley, his eyes closed.
"Hey, are you the one that blew us away?" one of the Chunin shouted angrily. "Do you know who that even is? That's a goddamn demon you saved!"
The man didn't speak, he simply continued to walk forward until he was face to face with the supposed ringleader. The man confused this with a sort of apology, and he grinned fiercely, wondering what he could do with the newcomers power.
"Good, you understand, now if you just come with us we can finally finish off that damned demon before he ca-"
The man was quickly silenced when Nagato gripped his head, before he picked him and held him above his head.
"Shinra Tensei." he said, launching the man several hundren feet in the air, before he came back down, splattering against the ground.
Many of the mob looked on in shock, a few of them losing their stomachs at the gory scene before them.
"Y-y-you mu-murdered him..." a civilian said, pointing a shaking finger at Nagato. "Y-y-y-you a-are u-u-under a-arrest! Q-Quickly, someone get the H-Hoka-"
"How about me instead?" Jiraiya said cheerfully, walking up behind the man and clapping him on the shoulder.
The man visibly relaxed, before glaring at Nagato. "Master Jiraiya! This man just murdered a Chunin for no reason whatsoever! We need you to take him down!"
"Oh? Are you SURE he didn't have a reason?" Jiraiya asked, raising an eyebrow at the oblivious man. The villagers sure were stupid.
"Nothing at all Master Jiraiya! We were simply trying to avenge the Yondaime by killing the Demon child!"
Jiraiya chuckled before suspending the man in midair with ninja wire before anyone had even noticed he moved. The man looked on horrified as Jiraiya waved a finger in from of his face in mock dissapointment.
"Ah ah ah, S-Ranked secrets are nothing to be careless about. I guess this man was in the right after all!" he exclaimed, before performing a few quick hand signs. "Katon: Gōkakyū no Jutsu!" he exclaimed, before lighting the man ablaze.
The rest of the mob, upon witnessing one of their sannin light the poor man on fire, had decided to book it. Little did they know...
"Banshō Ten'in!" Nagato exclaimed, pulling all the civilians and few shinobi back towards them as Jiraiya made two shadow clones and tied them all up. He looked at each of them in disgust before the original made his appearence, revealing that they had been talking to a third shadow clone the entire time.
Jiraiya cradled Naruto, who was patched up as best as Jiraiya could do, in his arms.
"How in the HELL could you do this to a CHILD?" he yelled, getting vehemet glares from everyone except his student.
"Master Jiraiya...of all the people...to think that the demon has poisoned your mind as well as the Hokage's, these are troubling times indeed..." a middle aged man said, shaking his head. "Is there no one left to see reason?"
"SEE REASON?!" Jiraiya yelled, before sending a kunai through the man's eye, killing him instantly. All the other villagers starting to cower and sweat when the sannin's killing intent spiked. "YOU THINK BEATING AND TORTURING A FOUR YEAR OLD BOY IS EVEN CLOSE TO REASON!? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU ALL?"
"He killed your student, the Yondaime! Why are you defending him? KILL THAT DEMON!" one of the Chunin foolishly exclaimed. Jiraiya was about to kill the man, but stopped when he noticed Nagato picking up a pebble. He calmly walked over to the man and balanced it on top of his head.
"What the fuck are you doing?" the man said in surprise, as Nagato covered his head and pebble with his hand.
"Shinra Tensei." he simply said, before pulling his hand away. Everyone was confused when he had stopped moving or saying anything, before several people gave alarmed yelps when he slumped over. Several people saw the pebble sized hole in the top of his head and lost their lunches again, other's dry heaved at fact that this man had sent a tiny pebble through this man's entire body without batting an eyelid.
Jiraiya shook his head, pissed off and wondering if this was what Naruto had to deal with for the four years he'd been busy. Biting his thumb and doing a few quick hand signs, he summoned on of his man-sized toads.
"Jiraiya-sama!" he said with a surprised tone. "It's always a pleasure, but may I ask why you summoned me?"
Jiraiya deposited Naruto onto his back, before silently moving all of the villagers into a tight group. He then cupped his hands, and using a few specially designed seals for enhancing his voice, yelled out in a voice that rang for about half a mile. "SEE WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU TRY TO KILL THE DEMON! COME NOW, TO THE VENDOR'S PLAZA!" he yelled, before sitting crosslegged on the ground, meditating. The young toad simply shrugged and restarted the sharpening of his swords. Nagato stood nearby, gazing at the young battered boy who was fitfully resting on the toad.
In roughly fifteen minutes a sizeable crowd had gathered around the sannin. Many were curious as to why a large ground of civilians were tied and on the ground, and even more were curious as to who the newcomer was and why he wore that strange cloak. But everyone was asking themselves the same question.
"Master Jiraiya! Why is the demon on one of your toads? You should get him off bef-"
The man found himself tied and thrown in with the group on the ground, everyone having a mild expression of shock on their face.
Jiraiya turned towards the crowd angrily.
"This boy...this innocent little boy that I witnessed some of you hunting today...how long has this been going on?"
Nobody spoke a word, until a woman shouted out. "He isn't innocent, he's a goddamn demon!"
She was in the pile now too.
"Master Jiraiya, why are you punishing those that are trying to make Konoha better?"
That fool was added to the pile.
"ANSWER MY QUESTION!" he bellowed, taking note of the ANBU that began to gather on the rooftops.
"A-about two years Master Jiraiya." One man said fearfully, "Ever since he was released from the Sandaime's care."
Jiraiya pinched the bridge of his nose. Two years, since this boy was two years old...
"Oil them up, Gutosun."
"Wh-what?" the toad sputtered, "They're just civilians..."
Jiraiya gave him a dark look. "You condone the attempted murder of a two year old?"
The toad shook his head, sighing. "No, of course not. As you wish." he said, before flowing through a few hand signs and spewing a food amount of toad oil over the group.
The civilians were angry, thinking that the sannin was humiliating them for no good reason, but the shinobi knew what the true purpose for the oil was and were trying to get away, fearful of what was to come. Nagato prevented that however.
"YOU WILL ALL NOW KNOW WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU THREATEN THE LIFE OF NARUTO UZUMAKI!" Jiraiya bellowed, before slowly and deliberately going through each handsign. "Snake, Ram, Monkey, Boar, Horse, TIGER! KATON: ENDAN!"
The entire group was set aflame, their screams of agony reaching across the village. Many of the ANBU were left speechless at the display, many of them questioning whether or not Jiraiya had the authority to perform public executions. A few jumped away to question the Sandaime on whether or not this was acceptable.
Jiraiya sighed and patted his friend's side. "I'm sorry to make you do that Gutosun, but a point had to be made. I only hope it was clear enough to the rest of these maggots."
The toad nodded before grimacing. "That was pretty brutal, if I may be so honest Jiraiya-sama..."
The toad sannin nodded, before gesturing to both the toad and Nagato. "Come on, we have to go talk to sensei."
"You did WHAT?!" Sarutobi yelled, clearly furious at the man in front of him. However, Jiraiya wasn't in the mood for playing games.
"Did you hear me sensei? They were trying to MURDER NARUTO! And this has been happening, for TWO YEARS! HOW DID YOU NOT NOTICE?!" he yelled in frustration, slamming his hands down on his desk.
Hiruzen glared back for a moment, before sighing tiredly and leaning back in his chair.
"I had heard rumors...but I had to hope they weren't true. I've been so preoccupied by paperwork lately...we're only now returning to full strength since the Kyuubi attack. We've noticed movement on the Iwa borders and the council grew paranoid. I've had so many requests for sneak attacks and declarations of war go across my desk in the past few months, they're as common as new shinobi now!"
Jiraiya sighed as well and sat on the edge of his sensei's desk, feeling older than he had ever felt.
"Why didn't you just let me take the kid in when I asked to? Minato named me his godfather after all, I should have been able to take care of him."
"I know, you had every right, but we both know how valuable your informants are Jiraiya. Plus, I suppose I had a little too much faith in the villagers. I knew they didn't exactly treat him as the hero Minato wanted, but I never imagined this..." he shook his head in awe of how horrible the situation really was.
Jiraiya nodded, not entirely blaming his sensei. Being taken out of retirement, and during such a stressful time, could not have done well on the man's nerves. "Well, sensei, I'm going to give it to you straight. I'm going to be back here in Konoha for a few years, and I'm taking Naruto under my wing. Not only as my guardian, but as my student. One of my former students from Ame will also be training him."
Sarutobi eyed Jiraiya strangely, not entirely understanding how actions. "I understand giving Naruto-kun a family, kami knows he deserves it, but why are you taking it upon yourself to train him?"
Jiraiya chuckled, scratching the back of his head. "I figure it's the least I owe him, not being there the first four years of his life. Plus, I wanna see him turn out even better than Minato." he said, a tinge of excitement in his voice.
Hiruzen nodded, before grabbing some paperwork from seemingly nowhere. He signed a few places, wrote a few things down, and stamped it before handing it to Jiraiya.
"Here, this is the deed to a new house that was recently built inside one of our more underused training grounds. It was meant to be a training house of sorts, but I figure this will give you a little more seclusion. I will also label that training ground as private, so you won't have to worry about random shinobi deciding to test explosive tags on your house."
Jiraiya nodded, smiling as he picked up the still sleeping Naruto.
"Thanks sensei, I'll let you know how the gaki likes it."
Sarutobi smiled for the first time all day, chuckling softly. "Yes, I certainly hope you do. I want to know if he finds it fitting."
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Jiraiya and Nagato walked into the house, looking around at the accomodations. A master bedroom with private bathroom, two guest bedrooms, a regular bathroom, living room, kitchen, and small study were present in the one story house. It also had a small garden in the back, and as promised was practically inside training ground 19. It was right on the border of it, which was an ideal location, seeing as how more powerful techniques required space for the destruction they caused. Jiraiya laid Naruto on the couch, before turning to Nagato.
"So, when is your real body going to show up?" Jiraiya said, "Looking at Yahiko and calling him Nagato isn't the most comfortable thing in the world."
"Soon." Nagato said, "Now that I know I can use this as the base of my operations, I can set up my machinary here. You must remember that I'm half dead, sensei. Perhaps if there were a skilled medic I could recover but..." he trailed off, looking towards the door. "I must say, it is peaceful in these woods. It will be a fine area for training."
Jiraiya frowned at being reminded of his old students injuries, but shrugged it off. They could discuss it later.
"Alright, well first things first, we need to discuss a training regimin for the ga-"
"Wh...Who are y-you two?" a small voice asked, fright evident in each syllable.
Jiraiya smiled, turning his attention to the blonde who had just woken up.
Jiraiya grinned widely. "Speak of the devil..."
So, what did you guys think? I hope you enjoyed it! Let me know through the comments, suggestions, things I did good, bad, whatever! See you next time!