Chapter 4: Weapons, Karma and a… D-Date!?
"WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU-" The young woman started to say only for her mouth to be covered. "First off, I'm sorry I didn't tell you where I was, I had to leave in a hurry with no strings attached. Secondly, no-one else knows who I am, nor do they recognizes me. Thirdly, call me Jacob Yazaku, not Uzumaki Naruto. Fourth, yes, I know it sounds strange to put my surname last, it's a habit I picked up on my travels." Jacob whispered, "It's good to see you again, Tenten-chan" He then said, letting her go.
"All right, but you owe me a explanation, OK?" Tenten said, an angry scowl on her face. "Aw, c'mon, Ms. Tenten, smile, it suits you better." Jacob said with a cheeky grin. "So, what are you here for, Jacob-san?" Tenten asked in a business-type manner. 'Ouch' "I'm here for a custom order, is the blacksmith here?" Jacob said, looking around. "One moment, please." She then turned around and headed toward the back. "DAD, WE GOT A CUSTOMER!" Tenten shouted, only to be replied with, "CAN'T YOU HANDLE IT?" "HE WANTS A CUSTOM ORDER!" "ALRIGHT, I'M COMIN', I'M COMIN'!" A large, soot-covered man then showed up at the front desk, holding a ridiculously huge smith's hammer. "Heya, name's Hikaru Kajiya, how can I help you?" He said, his booming voice burning itself into Jacob's brain. "Hello, Mr. Hikaru, I'm Jacob Yazaku, It's a pleasure to meet you." Jacob said, holding out his hand, only for it to be crushed under the force of Kajiya's grip. "I would like to make a custom order, but I need some specific parts…" "Sure thing, Mr. Yazaku, what will you need?" Jacob grinned. "Do you know how to work with Chakra Iron? 'Cause I need a hammer made out of the stuff."
Kajiya whistled, "I sure do, but why do you need the hammer specifically made out of such an expensive material?" "I want to draw some seals on it, why is a secret." "Alright, what kind of hammer do you need?" "Sledge." The blacksmith then adopted a look of confusion on his face. "Why a sledgehammer? You do intend to use this as a weapon, right?" Jacob smiled.
"It's so they won't see the power of it coming, thus underestimating me, thus I have the upper hand." Kajiya nodded, "Anything else?" "Yeah, how much for the zanbatou in the window?" "50,000 ryo. Now I know that's expensive, but…" "Done!" Jacob interrupted, bringing out a huge bag of cash. "How did you…" Tenten whispered to him on the way out, only to be responded with, "You're talking to the guy who spent 300,000 ryo on ramen for himself and the Hokage at lunchtime. I think you know how."
(That Night)
"Jacob, where are you, you sonofabitch?!" a tall, balding white male said, entering Jacob's apartment. "In the kitchen Trevor, sit down on the couch, I'll be there in a minute!" Jacob then entered the room, holding a cup of instant ramen. "I thought you quit that stuff." "And you said you were going to your AA and anger management meetings." "Toche. So, what's the job you need doing?" Jacob smiled. "It's a Karma job. I need you to beat up Sekuri Haruno, one of the civilian council members. She broke a law about my old identity, AND she disowned her daughter, an old friend of mine, for trying to honor my 'Death'." Jacob said, using his fingers to make quotation marks. Trevor nodded, "So I break a few bones, put her in the hospital, but don't kill her?" "Yes, oh, and make yourself look like a burglar, we don't want her to be suspicious." Jacob said, finishing his ramen. "Alright, when do I do it?" "Now, if possible." "Done."
(The next morning)
"Ah, it's a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing, flowers are blooming, and Sekuri is burning in the figurative hell that is the hospital." Jacob said, getting out of bed. "Let's see… Oh yeah! I'm having breakfast with Tenten today. Alright, how will I explain my travels to her?" He thought aloud, getting dressed. "I'll deal with it later, let's just make breakfast now."
(10 minutes later)
"Okay, waffles are done, pancakes are done, the bacon's in the pan, and the french toast is cooking, and Tenten should be here any minute now…" Just then, he heard a knock at the door. "It's open!" Tenten then came in, "Hey Naru… WOAH! What's that delicious smell?" She said, drooling. "Probably the bacon, and please stop drooling on my floor." Tenten blushed, wiping the spittle off of her face. "I see you're making tea. What kind is it?" She asked, changing the subject. "Sweet tea." "I'm sorry, what?" "Hey, don't knock it 'till you try it. It's actually really good, especially over ice." "Alright, so why did you leave Naruto?" Jacob sighed, and sat down, having finished cooking everything. "Alright, so you know the story of how the Yondaime defeated the Kyuubi, right?" "Yeah, why?" "Well it isn't exactly true… tell me, do you know what a jinchuriki is?" Tenten's jaw dropped in shock at what he seemed to imply. "Are you saying that…?" "Yep, he sealed the furball in me, and the damn villagers made the first 5 years of my life hell because of it. Idiots saw the glass for the water." He gritted out, his rage building inside of him. "I'm assuming you didn't tell anyone else?" Jacob nodded, "Anyway, let's eat. I don't want to start ranting."
"So, what did your dad say about eating breakfast over here?" Jacob asked. "He kept teasing me about it, saying that you weren't even here two days and you already got me to go on a date with you… this isn't a date, right?" Tenten asked nervously. "Only if you want it to be one." Jacob said, making Tenten drop her fork. "... … what?" "I said-" "I know what you said, but you would really go on a date with me?" She asked, blushing. "Why not? You're cute, kind, strong, and honestly, any guy would be lucky to have you as a girlfriend." "Huh…"
"So, where did you end up?" Tenten asked, walking alongside Jacob. They had decided to go to the park to continue their conversation. "You wouldn't believe me if I told you…" "Aw, c'mon, please tell me." Jacob sighed, "I ended up outside of the Elemental Nations, in a city called San Andreas. That's where I met my adoptive father, Trevor." Tenten looked at him, obviously wanting to ask something. "You want to meet him, right?" "Yes! I-I mean, sure, why not?" She said, trying to play it cool. "Well, I'm not sure if that's a great idea. You see, he's a registered psychopath, although he's better than he use to be, from what I heard." "Then how did you-" "Turn out so good?" Jacob chuckled at her shocked expression. "He got some tips from a friend of his, and he also greatly cleaned up his act, although he still has issues. That damn alcohol addiction of his is hard to beat." "Huh…"