Chapter 3

This is a filler chapter. Have a bit of writers block. Bored. Annoyed. Sleepy. Shurp. Candy. Halloween. Trees. Stars. Enough about me. Or not. You know what! Here's the chapter while I list random things!

Chapter 3: Rock Faces and Blue Balls

I sit at my desk drenched through with paperwork. Paperwork. That's pretty much been my life since Obito attacked. No one knew that the man was Obito, when they asked for a name I said Tobi, his alias. I stopped signing papers for a moment. I get up from my desk and walk to the glass wall. Through the transparent glass, I see the children of Konoha playing in the Academy and teenagers talking, along with parents shopping and chatting with each other. I walk out the door of my office, the assistant ready to say something about continuing my work while I waved it off. I strode through the village, walking to the training ground specified for me. The training grounds were stronger than most, scratches, cuts, and dents littering the trees, rocks, and ground from previous Hokage's training. I walk over to a bolder and stand in front of it. The rock was indented in multiple places by a sphere-like object. I once again created my Rasengan and put another dent through the rock. I slide my right foot back while the blue orb of chakra appears in my hand. I clutch my right wrist while I try to add wind chakra to the Rasengan. A small ring of wind appeared around the Rasengan and in a second, disappeared. So close! Adding wind chakra was harder than I thought. I wipe the sweat from my brow. I tried again, this time lunging my arm at the rock.

"Rasengan!"

Meanwhile in Konoha

A loud rumble, a puff of smoke. Ninja all over Konoha stopped and pulled out a kunai.

"What was that?"

He smirked. The ninja shrugged and put his kunai down.

"It's some poor rock being assaulted by Hokage-sama."

"I'd like to see that rock. Bet it looks like the Hokage's face"

"No way! He's a ninja, not a sculptor!"

"100 bucks."

"You're on."

Back at Training Ground #1

The smoke cleared and revealed the rock, still there but...

"WHAT THE HECK" I yell.

"What the heck is right! I never knew you were a sculptor Minato!" The gruff voice behind me yelled.

"I'm not Jiraiya-Sensei."

We aren't staring at a bolder anymore, more like a stone statue of my head.

"Well you'd pull it off nicely. I think you just made a new category or ninja! The sculptor ninja!"

"Jiraiya-Sensei. Seriously. That's almost as weird as a ninja chef."

We stared at the rock again and sweat dropped.

"Well we could sell it?"

"Who would want it Jiraiya-Sensei?"

"People who hate your guts...? Who knows, hitting a stone statue of your enemy is... stress relieving?"

"Sure Jiraiya-Sensei, just think that."

"Oi. You've been trying to add the wind element into Rasengan right?"

"Ya. But it's like looking left and right at the same time. Impossible." I say defeated.

"Well that is possible. I mean you use it all the time."

My eyes lit up. That's it! I get up, the determined look back into my eyes.

"Eh... What are you doing Minato?"

"I know how to add the wind element. Watch. Kage bushin no Jutsu!"

A shadow clone appears as I form a Rasengan. I create the chakra manipulation while the clone adds the chakra element. When the clone is done it poofs away, leaving me with a Rasengan with four-blade like points surrounding the sphere, giving it the image of a miniature fuma-shuriken.

"Futon: Rasengan!"

I aim the Rasengan at my face.

Meanwhile, Back in Konoha

"God! What is the Hokage doing!"

Tsunade walks by, stopped for a moment looking for the explosion and kept walking.

"Hey Tsunade!" Kasumi yelled to her friend. "I bet the Hokage totally destroyed that rock!"

"Sorry Kasumi. I don't bet." Tsunade replied.

Back at the Training Ground

Once again the smoke cleared and I saw my face crushed into pieces. My eyes widen.

"Didn't you not see that Jiraiya-Sensei!"

"Ya, I did. WHY DID YOU WRECK YOUR FACE?!"

I sweat dropped. I created the original Rasengan, that's taken me about 15 years to complete, and he cares about my rock face. I drop my head.

"You know you're very lucky Minato! You know that!? Imagine if that was a special voodoo rock! Huh! Imagine! Your real face would be in pieces right now. And that could gotten me at least fifty bucks!"

I hang my head even lower.

"Pervert." I mumble. "Weirdo Ero-Sennin. Cares about a rock more than his student." I continue as I walk away.

I walk back to my office as someone stops me.

"Hokage-sama? Would you like to play soccer with me?" A child asks.

He pointed to a rock and his blue soccer ball.

"You have to try to break the rock with the blue ball."

"Maybe I'll play another time. I'm a little busy. Plus, me, rocks, and blue balls have a bad history."

Dunno why I did this. Happy. Sad. Puppies. What am I doing. My thumb hurts. Oh! Don't worry about me! Just ignore me and walk away like I'm a crazy person, which I am. Horses. Native Americans. Spanish. Europe. Jane Goodall. Monkeys. Why am I doing my this. I should just stop. Nope. Yes. No. Yes. Okay. So. Ya. That's it. Ya. I hope that's it. Ya. Okay. Bye. Now bye. Okay bye. Okay FINAL bye. Okay bye.