Chapter Nine
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***The Delinquent***
Chapter start, it picks up right up from the last chapter. This is the first of my chapters to beta read. Kudos to my beta Illuminated who probably broke his head trying to replace my 'amd's with 'and's. Thanks man I appreciate your effort.
Chapter was edited on April 21 1:05 am IST
Prepare for Bloodletting
Tetsu No Kuni
Kurenai Yuhi was his target. His master wanted to know what was the extent of her connection with someone who will be a pillar of Konoha's future.
Right now he was sitting in the small restaurant that she and Naruto Uzumaki was currently having their fill. The raven said something and the blonde blushed.
'But the books said it was the women who blushed. Why is he, a man blushing? I am never gonna understand emotions.' The young Root operative sighed.
"Good Sir, anything which you would like to have?" The pale waitress asked him. Sai looked at her. Pale smooth skin showing that she lived in a place where the sun was never too warm. Black, wavy hair reaching up to her back. She wore one of those deathwalkers that civilian women called 'heels'. Again he didn't know why they would intentionally do that. But this woman did and in his opinion women like that knew the answers to the question he was gonna ask.
"Hey lady, why is that blond blushing? Isn't the women supposed to?"
The lady looked at him like he was a caveman just venturing into civilized society. She made a sharp clicking sound and informed what his master wanted to know.
"He is blushing because probably the woman said yes to his proposal too enthusiastically. Or maybe she suggested something too raunchy for him. She does look like it, what with her bandages and all. Pretty sure she is into bondage. But why do you want to know?"
"I just wanna understand emotions." Sai truthfully said. Or just said what he was trained to do. No emotions basically meant no imagination. And no imagination literally meant no brain power to make lies or the willingness to do so.
"Well ain't you a sweetheart. I will bring you green tea, Mister author. It is very good for those who want to think." She giggled and promptly went away to do her self-appointed job. Sai was again befuddled and he wrote down in his notebook,
' Women have a very wide range of emotions often confusing. Only a woman can understand a woman. So with the help of waitress-san I found out Kurenai is very much in a relationship with Naruto Uzumaki. What is bondage? Does it mean wedlock? Has Naruto impregnated Kurenai? These are questions I lay before your indiscretion Danzo-sama.'
"What if Danzo-sama asks for proof?" Sai mentally asked. Maybe a visual recording will do?
And Sai started drawing a beautiful portrait of the two lovers. Now painting was something which demanded a lot from you emotionally and the fact that Sai an emotionless man could do it so perfectly was nothing short of freaky.
But what people didn't take time to notice was Sai never could draw emotions he just recorded them, then produced them from memory. He didn't understand what he was drawing. How sad could that be?
It was like the case of the deaf composer who could never hear his own mastrrpiece, Sai didn't know how powerful his portraits were.
"Oh! So you are an artist! Now I get it why you asked. You wanted to draw young Love." The waitress swooned as she got a deeper look at the romantic teenager in front of her. Though he was a little too pale for her tastes, she did like his heart. He wanted to understand love. Not like the other men who only wanted to understand sex. And to boot he was an artist. They were so rare nowadays maybe she should ask if he is single. She has never dated an artist and her mind wanted to know how that will turn out.
"How much was it? Waitress-san I asked how much was it?" She heard suddenly jolting out of her daydream. "Twenty five ryo Sir, would you like a pastry or a muffin? It is our specialty. "
"No. They went and I have to follow them." The artist said to her and went.
"Such dedication to his work of art. Shit! I never asked his name. "
"You are so smitten kitten." Her annoying colleague called out on her from behind her. Why the hell does she have to sneak up on her like that every time?
"I am not." She valiantly tried to deny to no result.
***The Delinquent***
'Fuck this shit. I can't take it anymore. Forgive me Tsurara.' A blonde shinobi groaned to himself, before leaning in to give his companion a peck on the cheek. She blushed and his heart fell. He didn't want to look like someone who used her. But now by cold hard facts he was looking exactly like that.
Now he will have to make it up to her. He didn't know why but Tsurara had explicitly told him not to tell anyone about her.
"So shy, Naruto-kun. I am not impressed. I would have thought you would have given me a kiss with some tongue by now." She said with a heartbreaking pout.
If he looked at her he may just do that, he needed to take her attention away. He didn't want to anger his goddess more than what he had probably done by now.
"Some other time. I really feel like training to burn out all those fat I ate. I don't know about you but I want to maintain my fit frame. I also want to stick to my training regime that I thought of inside the cafe."
"And what have you thought? "
"I will increase my water techniques' repertoire. 'Til now all I had was restraining jutsus so some more variety. I don't want the offensive jutsus. I have seen that the real strength of Suiton lies in supplementary techniques. I will explore some rarely treaded avenues of it. There was this nifty jutsu I saw which let you skate on water. An extension of the water walking jutsu. Any suggestions as to something else?"
"Genjutsu. Naruto-kun you need to learn Genjutsu. Or maybe some Futon. That is your primary element, you should pay attention to it. Stay safe, that Iwa-nin looked dead serious."
"Of course he would, I killed his sister didn't I? But I couldn't stop myself. Civilians hate me yes, but that at the least has something to do with my person. But this? Blindness. That is what it is."
"Somebody would say even the civilians that you mention of have this blindness. What do say to that Naruto-kun? " Kurenai wanted to know.
"Who cares? I don't wanna spend my life pandering to their wishes. I protect them and I get my money's worth. That is all there is to it. I may be tolerant but I won't cross the bridge and even go halfway down their road for reconciliation. "
Kurenai entwined her fingers and looked up at him. Her face was grim. He was shocked all of a sudden seeing the sad smile she gave him.
"Before you decide to blow up one day please do come to me beforehand. Is it understood?" She ordered. She just got an intimate glimpse into his soul. It was troubled, bottled up waiting to explode. And she would be damned if she let it explode on her home.
"Yes, Kurenai-chan. " Naruto squinted his eyes to look at her clearly. Through blurred reality, he went on, " And as you were saying, genjutsu I think i will give it a try." He wanted to distract her. He had let slip more than he was comfortable with. He didn't want to burden her with his emotional baggage.
"Yes. Genjutsu is the manipulation of Yin chakra. The antithesis of Ninjutsu which relies on Yang. Though a little Yang is necessary and also due to which every genjutsu is breakable. Yin gives form, Yang gives the substance which you have to form. Tell me, Naruto what are the Yang handseals then?"
"The five element seals? Tiger, snake, dog, horse and boar? Never thought of it in that way. And so I guess the other seven deal with giving the form. "
"No Naruto." Kurenai giggled." Though it does look like that at first glance. All handseals give form, for instance the Tora (tiger) seal. It translates to explode, expand and increase when used outside the ninjutsu sphere. I use it whenever I want to expand the sphere of influence. Now you get why it is used for Katon?" Seeing that he understood she continued.
"But points for trying. Normally we shinobi do not bother with the why, only wanting to know the how. We are assassins not researchers after all."
"And what makes you any different? " Naruto cheekily remarked.
"My father was a researcher in the Uzumaki tower. The Sealing tower was called that before your birth. He was a researcher in the handseals department. They were trying methods to incorporate some of the seals that can only be used in Fuuinjutsu into common ninja practises. He died in the Kyuubi attack."
"I am sorry. I didn't know."
"Why it is not like you have anything to do with that beast? He died happy, that is all that matters. I still remember the last words he told me before he went into the battle."
"Why does it look like you didn't like what he told you?" Naruto asked. The answer to the earlier question might anger her.
"He asked me to make sure to give him a grandchild. Why? Am I just useful as a childbearer? Did he expect me to only be a childbearer?" She grew irritated with that line. It was something which continued to irk her even now.
Naruto tenderly kissed her stooping her mid-thought. "Listen, we men don't think so hard before saying anything. " he tried to calm her by playing with her hair. That always seemed to do the trick with all the women he had known.
"But still. Did he have to say like that and at that time? Because of that, I have this compulsion to settle down when I want to concentrate on my career a little longer."
"And I wholeheartedly support. I don't want to settle down now. Pay those words no mind. It was just the general rambling of a dying man. " Her hair was now between his fingers. He combed it outwards trying in vain to straighten her naturally wavy hair.
"It feels good like this, doesn't it? Maybe this is what he meant to tell you. Try to find someone who loves you enough you want to have his grandchild with him. And for your father the grandchild was more important than your eventual husband so he worded it like that. It was his last moments anyways, why can't you forgive him?"
"I will try." Kurenai simply said due to her being blown away by his words. She had never thought of her father's words in that manner. Could it be her father had meant it like what Naruto had told her just now?
Maybe she should try to have a chance with the blonde. But only after knowing that Hinata had no chance at all. The girl was like a daughter to her. Dating Naruto would be like dating your daughter's boyfriend.
"Why don't we ponder a little more on your genjutsu? I am interested now. About your father, did he succeed?" Naruto really wanted to know how Mr. Yuhi did it.
"Not that I know of. The research was taken away by Orochimaru when he defected. But you said your interested in genjutsu, really?" Kurenai clearrd up jer mind to concentrate on giving a sermon to a genjutsu enthusiast.
"Why not? I have a month and in this month I want to learn everything I can. And if it is from you all the better." He said with a smirk.
"Okay Romeo, you asked for it. The good thing about practicing genjutsu is - you can do it anywhere and anytime. I want you to think of a hide your self in this crowded street. What method will you use and why?" She threw a bone. She first wanted to know how much was his mmental capacity. The road ahead depended on that.
Naruto gave a cursory glance to his surroundings. There were more people in the streets than in Konoha here during a festival. The capital of Tetsu no Kuni, Kyoto was a larger than Konoha after all. The Daimyo of Tetsu no Kuni stayed here so it had a feel of a proper city unlike the rustic feel of Konoha.
They were a few samurais here and there patrolling. White armour and the custom sword of Tetsu samurais adorned their person.
"A samurai is less conspicuous. But they may have some safeguards for that. A normal civilian is too conspicuous. A child perhaps."
"Good you are on the right track. Why didn't you think something like my pet dog or cat? That would be more conspicuous, hmm?"
"Maybe but I have no experience with a. house pet."
She smiled when she heard that, the blonde had got the first lesson all on his own and pretty quickly too."And there was your first lesson. Experience. You should know intimately about what your portraying. I have heard about your Sexy jutsu. Truly fantastic. Inspired from your neighbours wasn't it?" She smirked as she said that.
Naruto blushed," Yeah. There was this girl Akiko. I based most of it on her though everybody faints by thinking I really turned into a girl. The myths of Kitsunes being shapeshifters also helped a lot."
"And that was your second lesson. Beliefs, assumptions. You have to take advantage of people's superstitions, beliefs and general paranoia. There was this monk I once saw who incorporated an image of the Bodhisattva into his genjutsu. Making you feel like the Buddha himself is smacking you with his hundred hands. I want you to think about these and come with your own ideas about illusions tomorrow . Just about four of them. No need for the mechanics only the idea. And your first tutorial on making genjutsu is finished. The rest is your practice anyway. Try to get that water skating exercise done. It will give the required control. We will meet tomorrow smart time at the cafe."
She now believed iin Kakashi's prognosis that the whiskered genin could become a jonin in two years or even one. The Academy truly fucked up when it came to the Yondaime's legacy.
She leaned in and give him a light peck. Then she walked into their hotel, he didn't even know when they had reached their hotel while walking.
"Guess it's time for some one on one training. What should I try out now? Yes my Taijutsu still needs work. Maybe I should ask Tenten. I am fighting a weapon user after all."
***The Delinquent***
Konoha
"And again Jiraiya I am sorry. I can't bring him here. He is being well looked after by Kurenai-chan. If he wants some more help there is Anko over there. "
"You don't understand sensei. Akatsuki is after him. According to my sources, the leader seems to be Yahiko with a rinnegan and Konan is his assistant. When it was Nagato who had the eyes. Do you understand now? Yahiko likely killed Nagato, the kind boy for his eyes. And he is now the head of an international group of Nuke-nin bogeymen."
"And pray tell me how do you know them? "
"They were the group of orphans I trained during the second war. Remember I came late. I first thought he would be the one. But I got news around the time Hanzo died, that they were killed. Maybe it was a cover up by Yahiko. How do you endure it sensei? After Orochimaru..."
"One day at a time, Jiraiya. One day at a time. Can you give me a brief description of this Yahiko character? It will be good to know who we are facing."
"The brat had the silver tongue of the devil. Was a crybaby initially, but he quickly grew to be the leader of the group. Looks like Naruto with orange hair. Possibly of the Fuma clan, though can't say for sure. Thinking of it now it's scary to think how similar the two of them are. When can I meet my godson, sensei?"
"As soon as he is here. You both have been separated for enough time. It doesn't serve any purpose anymore. Danzo has been sniffing around take care." Looks like Jiraiya won't give his all if he ever fought this Yahiko.
"Thanks...I still think I should have taken him away from here. A life on the road would have done wonders for him. I could have taken Anko with me too. I have not given my favourite daughter much time lately."
"And what would we have done when Naruto refuses to come back to Konoha after the trip is done? The villagers would have been even more wary of him. At the least they know his character now, the impartial ones support him. "
"Couldn't you have just adopted him into your clan? You did look after him for the first five years. Thank God he doesn't have any emotional scars as an infant."
"The clans and the council refused. I am not young any more Jiraiya. Kumo is still amassing shinobis. Grafted right from Kiri. Gato was an option for us but your godson managed to void it. At the least we managed to cancel out the other villages' advantage too."
Jiraiya went to the window, the village was so calm. An innocent babe hardly knowing of the dangers facing it from every side.
"You want me to be Hokage? My first order would be to remove the shinobi attire for kunoichi. I will make them wear only Jiraiya approved apparel. I will make them wear heels, red no, no panties at all and lace..."
"Jiraiya stop. Your false show of perversity is not gonna make me change my mind. We still have time and one more candidate. Just make sure Danzo doesn't become Hokage. The Uzumakis were enough, if he gets more chances I fear what else he might do."
"Remember me to assasinate him the first thing I do when I ascend. Tsunade has racked up a debt worth a million. I think we should bring her back. Make her work in the hospital and pay off her debt. "
"A sound plan, go bring her back. I give you the authorization, authorization code Iron rope." Hiruzen grunted out the first thing in his mind. Thinking of Tsunade made him think of Nawaki whose name meant a rope.
"First let me visit the bathhouse. They miss me, the Great Jiraiya-sama of Myobakuzan." Jiraiya waggled his eyebrows comically and leapt out of the window.
"Neko. Bring me Rasa's files."
His end was near, Hiruzen could smell Death near him. Winking at him, smirking at him, beckoning him to its warm embrace. Rest, that was what death was to him. And rest was something he hadn't had in a decade nor will he get any further.
"Jiraiya, Tsunade I leave the village in your hands. Secure its happiness with your lives. Hope you both do a better job than I am doing at the moment. Konoha needs a better Hokage than I can be at the moment."
Hiruzen thought with all his memories choking his mind. The instances where he had to kill his morals, instances where he nearly killed his power-hungry teammates and Danzo. And most of all when he ruined Orochimaru's life. Everyone told him it was not his fault but he was the sensei. He should have thought before implanting that idea in his student's mind. An innocent observation of a myth told to Orochimaru turned him into a monster.
All his students had a very big fear of death. A shortcoming as a shinobi he should have nipped in the bud.
One tried to run away from her age. One tried to never die. The last one had the desire to be immortalized as the teacher of the child of prophecy.
It broke his little heart to see his students so afraid. Maybe if he led with example they will learn.
***The Delinquent***
One moment he was dreaming of making tender love to the formless ever changing shadow when the next moment he found himself back in the Uchiha compound. Bodies were strewn around just like that dreadful day when he was made an orphan. But that day had gone by. Why was he being shown this again?
He rushed towards his house at the least he will save his parents. This was his dream, he could change it into whatever he wanted. He kicked the door and came in, only to see they were already dead. And his brother stood there with his mocking smile. The black tanto if his Anbu uniform glistening with the blood of his clansmen. HE killed them all. Even in his dreams.
"You have become weak Sasuke. You haven't even awakened your Sharingan yet. And here I thought you could be better than our clansmen. I should kill you here right now, you're a waste of my time." The bastard told him this time.
Even in his dreams he couldn't stop him.
"Itachi I will kill you." He simply said. It was something he repeated everytime before he went to bed.
"Then wake up little brother." Itachi smirked and he felt a jolt running through his spine. He woke up. Scratching his eyes he sent the sleepiness in them away. But even then he got the shock of his life, when he opened his eyes wide. For standing in front of him in the living flesh was his brother.
Itachi Uchiha the reaper of the Uchihas.
Itachi surged ahead and put Sasuke in a chokehold, forcing his little brother's front to the bed he spoke," Still a heavy sleeper. I would have thought I nipped that habit in the bud that day, foolish little brother."
"You don't get to decide how I live. "
"Oh! You are mistaken there, I so have. Haven't I made you immerse yourself in hatred? Haven't I made it decided that you will be pampered in that pathetic village I left behind? All trussed up and dressed for my taking later. And now I am deciding that you shall get the Sharingan or die trying. Tsukiyomi." Itachi whispered but each word still grated on Sasuke. The red of Itachi's eyes bled into the black and changed into a Shuriken. The Mangekyou.
His bastard of a brother kept him alive so that he could replace his eye when the time came. Sasuke had heard tales of Madara the only one in recent history to have it. According to the myths he became blind gradually as the Mangekyou is cursed, a normal eye was not enough to hold its power. But did that stop Madara? No. The Konoha's first traitor simply took his brother's eyes to replace it and it worked. The blindness was kept away.
Blinking away tears Sasuke again found himself in front of the Uchiha compound on that fateful day.
Not again...was his life only meant to be as Itachi's eye donor? Ever since that day he was afraid of being helpless before his brother.
Was the gap between him and his brother always gonna be as wide as the Fire country? Was he always meant to trail behind the carnage left behind by his brother?
And Sasuke lost himself in the abyss of his inorganic fears. Fed by his own paranoia, jealousy, anger, self-pity and most importantly his hatred. He found himself in the deep depression that he had temporarily staved off. Alone in his own zone Sasuke was steadily losing his will to live. What purpose did he serve if he couldn't slay Itachi?
But suddenly he remembered him. His drive. His confidence and assuredness. Sasuke got up from his fall.
No.
Never will he doubt himself again.
And Sasuke began fighting his horrible memories.
***The Delinquent***
Itachi was waiting to pounce on his target. This was the only way he could notify Konoha. The Jinchuriki would also understand the graveness of the situation. Akatsuki was starting to mobilize. Orochimaru was prowling the Elemental Nations for a sharingan. He had already met with his brother. The plan there was all according to plan.
The blonde was starting to look more and more like his father as each day went by. With the spiky sunflower that he called his hair longer and the baby fat, which was there the last time he saw him gone, he looked exactly like the Yondaime in his youth. Save the ever-present whisker marks. He hoped he could awaken the same level of skill.
He could see from the reports that the blonde was indigenous and dedicated. But was sorely weak against some of the members of his organization. Kisame would use him as a toothpick. Kakuzu wouldn't even bother 'til the blonde was at the least worth half a million. Each and every one could deep-fry the blonde in their sizzling skills.
He had to warn him. Warn Konoha too in the process.
For he was the invisible sword of Konoha.
COUGH. Again blood. He really had to find out the secret to Tobi's good health. He gave himself three years to live and then he would be free. Just one step more.
One step for Itachi, a great leap for mankind.
Itachi broke into a flock of crows.
***The Delinquent***
Tetsu no kuni
The world is great and wide. Naruto was a believer of that. Happiness was a luxury nowadays. Along the banks of the Tetsu river he ran, a tributary of the Naka river which was revered by the Uchihas for some reason. In the sunset the river took on a silverish hue hence its name. It was a sight which warmed his heart.
The Uchihas believed that their origin was at the banks of the Naka river. It was one of the beliefs that the Uchiha held dear to them. Another being that they could produce inextinguishable black fires which gave no light. The ultimate form of the Sharingan's sole bastion. One of the biggest hoax stories he had heard of. He was itching to prove it wrong. It could be achieved in only one way.
And it warmed his little heart when he was at last given the opportunity of meeting face to face with Itachi Uchiha. It was a surprise but he was not gonna look a gift horse in the mouth. For walking towards him coolly without a care in the world was ...
"A pleasant morning don't you think Itachi?" He set the ball rolling.
"Yeah. Come with me peacefully Naruto-kun and this was won't end in bloodshed. Though I feel it very amusing that you seem to want to talk with me so informally."
"Gather what you will, your nothing but trash to me. Though I do have something of yours. And I have been waiting to give it back to you in the same way I found it." Saying that the blonde drew on a storage scroll from the seal on his weapons pouch. The seal opened and a ebony sword was released.
"Trapped in unwilling flesh. Taking away an innocent life. Itachi, you managed to sprinkle dust in everyone's eyes. But you forgot a little drawback to your plan of redeeming the Uchiha name. One word. One syllable. One vowel. I."
"Big words, Naruto-kun. But I didn't know you liked the Uchiha so much. My brother certainly does hate you." He wanted to know what was the equation between these two. His brother considered him as a rival and for the typical Uchiha like his brother that was the closest to having a best friend.
"You are mistaken. I don't care about your clan, only Mikoto. Your mother looked after me when I was down. She was there for me when everybody thought I was a lost cause. Now the only lost cause I can see is you. I will make sure that the Uchiha name is never redeemed. My gift to your clan for making an attempt on her life and enslaving her God knows how many years." As he finished Naruto rushed forward with the pitch black tanto poised to claim Itachi's life.
"Black days are ahead for you Naruto and black flames are just the starting." Itachi conjured the Amaterasu right at the whiskered challenger. The jinchuriki would survive unscathed due to the regenerative factors lent by his beast.
"Mikoto ninpo : Ao Taiyyo no Tate.( Guardian goddess technique- blue sun shield)" A large shield of blue pure chakra materialized from his finger tips. Using to cover his whole body Naruto waded through the flames unscathed. He walked right through the inextinguishable flames of Amaterasu like it was the morning fog.
Itachi broke out of his daze and shunshinned away from his own blade. How the blonde got his Anbu tanto was a mystery for another day. He again summoned the black flames upon Naruto. The blonde again waded right through it as if it didn't affect him in the slightest.
"Confounded ain't you Itachi? How could the academy dropout nullify my Amaterasu? How could a lowly genin beat me? Form all your bravado and denials of being the typical Uchiha you became one when it boiled down to the truth. Your struggle to free yourself from the clan's restraints became your very shackles."
"I have one more card to play. Don't write me off yet." Itachi refused to let the victory get to the blonde. "Tsukiyomi." He intoned. The legendary unbreakable illusion of the Mangekyo Sharingan. He will impress upon the victim such tragedy in a matter of seconds that...
What!
The blonde was smirking again. Another unbreakable jutsu to be countered by the blonde who had Senju blood from his father's side. Was this how the Uchihas always lost to the Senjus?
"Telling it is a genjutsu and then casting on the person has absolutely no effect, Itachi. Perhaps time away from Konoha has dulled you. Also the genjutsu was pathetic to boot. Make it believable next time around. The woman you bound and stabbed can kill you with just her nails if she so wished."
"What kind of a monster are you? I showed your loved ones die. I killed the Sandaime and your redheaded girlfriend in the illusion."
"Again you reiterate my point. Both of them are so beyond you Itachi that it is funny. Now please tell me why did you drop on my lap so conveniently? Surely the reaper of the Uchiha has more important tasks to do than meet with little old me. Unless you wanted to warn me and by proxy Konoha about something. State your purpose, Uchiha and I will leave you." Naruto was feeling a little good about himself as he saw the Uchiha was burning in the eyes. It was bleeding profusely and the blood had reached up to his shoulders.
"You were supposed to be weak in genjutsu. Hence Team seven to guide you in that. You were the deadlast."
" And you were supposed to be a cold-hearted assassin who didn't give two shits about Konoha. What is your point?" Naruto really wanted to finish this and shove the blade right in the Uchiha's gullet but his senses told him something big was being prepared by Itachi. Whatever it was, it was something new. Something he didn't have the prior knowledge of, which only meant he was not ready for it.
'Prepare to flee, Naruto.' Naruto discreetly made a shadow clone underground and send it far away. Time for information collecting. There was no time to waste, slipping into the 'awareness' stance of his taijutsu style he blindsided the Uchiha. Itachi sent a jab to his chin which he brushed aside. Naruto quickly followed up with a scrambling hit to the jaw.
Trapping it with his right forearm and using Itachi's trapped arm like a fulcrum Naruto threw the Uchiha to the ground. Pain shot through the forearm extensors of Itachi. The kneecap was used by Naruto to apply immense pain to the back to submit Itachi. Then he took the tanto and stabbed down with it.
The pitch black tanto was now embedded in his back right above the heart. Itachi had no choice now.
"Izanagi." Itachi intoned though he was gearing up to use the Susanoo.
Naruto was flabbergasted as the corpse below him vanished. He had killed that trash, might be one of those special Mangekyou Techniques. He encased himself in condensed water and waited for the weasel. He was now good enough with Suiton that he could breath in it. So he could still win this by drowning Itachi. And the chakra drained by it could be assimilated into his body. Water after all is the universal solvent.
Itachi materialized again but this time he had a companion.
A very tall man with sharklike features. In fact he had never seen taller than this man. Easily seven feet tall he was and with an equally large smirk on his face. The newcomer had a bandaged sword on his back which was again at the least five feet long. This could only be one man. Known across the Elemental Nations as the Tailless Bijuu. The Monster of Kiri. The man who massacred the Kaguya on the orders of the Mizukage. The man said to be the greatest swordsman to be ever born. His childhood idol.
Kisame Hoshigaki. Another fucking Akatsuki.
***The Delinquent***
Kisame had just decided to have some pussy and was busy shoving his monstrous pecker inside the moaning whore. He was proud of his his size and skill. He didn't approve of the modern shinobis who maintained a clean image. Shinobi were killing machines nothing else. The ultimate white shark.
Compared to him today's shinobi might as well be babies. The journey of the shinobi was a roller coaster if you took time to ponder on it. From the mass-murderers of the time of the Shodaime Hokage's time to the subtle maestros of the Nidaime's era to the speedy assassin's of the Yondaime Raikage and Hokage's time to the now toothless tigers of Chojuro and Zabuza's time.
Of this era there were very few who could stand up to him.
"I am gonna cum." He roared and ejected into his companion's womanhood. He grinned as he finished up. Tetsu had the second best women in the whole wide world. The first of course went to his home country. You simply didn't get women like that of Water country outside it.
Satisfied and eager to go, Kisame exited the establishment. He will have to wait for some time. His partner was gonna fuck around with his brother for some time. What should he do in the meantime?
How he wished he was paired with that clown Tobi. Now Itachi was a cool partner but he didn't dig stoic partners. In a bleary world such as his, stoicness was actually a curse than a boon. Also Itachi had other problems. He didn't know why but something was affecting Itachi. His appetite had reduced drastically. He took longer breaks, ran slower and most importantly he now fought solely using his illusions.
As if he was afraid of using his own chakra.
Aargh! Who cares? As long as it didn't affect him he will act as if he was blind to it. The tendency to write him off as a meathead was quite common in people due to his size. Why should he intentionally disprove it if not benefiting his needs?
He got a shock on his ring. Itachi was dead? Every ring had a pair and informed the pair of its owner's demise. So that way the partner can bail out his Akatsuki butt in case of trouble. Kisame rushed towards the general direction the ring showed him. There was no need to fight now, only to escape. He didn't even have Samehada with him.
He twirled around a side street, the second he saw the river he dived in it and followed his idiot of a partner. He overdid it most possibly and croaked.
He was just in time to see the target of his partner use a altered version of the Suiro no jutsu. Naruto Uzumaki, the son of his childhood crush Kushina Uzumaki. The idol of swordswomen and men worldwide. Another bloody Uzumaki. Ameyuri-chan used to have a shrine of hers. She even dyed her hair red to look more like her. He had to remind himself to kill off Raiga Kurosaki. The thief destroyed the sanctity of his illustrious squad.
Itachi had most probably activated some fancy jutsu of his to avoid his shortcoming. He sniffed and found the Uchiha. Then he grabbed him and ran away. The well-being of his partner was more important here.
***The Delinquent***
Kisame and Itachi shunshinned to a clearing far away from Itachi's failure. Well Kisame did and just brought Itachi along for the ride.
No sooner did they stop moving than Kisame slugged Itachi across the cheek. He was pissed.
"What the fuck were you thinking? Now look at you broken and missing an eye? If you had lost just your health then at the least we could have tried to get it back. But an eye how are we supposed to get a replacement for that?"
"I am already dying. The Mangekyou is a curse, the worst poison. It is even now as we speak sucking the life out of me. All my plans simply gone..."
"You are an idiot. I am pretty sure Leader knows something about this. He has a doujutsu even more taxing than yours. This is the problem with you. If you don't ask for my help why the hell were we made partners for then? "
"I killed the Uchiha on the orders of the Hokage."
"And I extinguished the existence of three whole clans before I left Kiri behind on the orders of my Kage. So was your confession supposed to change something? Your still my partner. We are both stuck in this dead end. We have both targets to one you let smack you around. As long as you don't interfere with me you are my partner."
"You don't understand."
"What? What do I not understand? The fact that you are killing yourself and too proud to admit it. Or Oh my fucking God!..." Kisame exclaimed when he saw the now completely blackened eye.
"I am assuming that is not another one of the power-ups of your eye but rather you have gone blind. Am I right or wrong?"
"That eye is useless now." Itachi still tried to maintain his stoic persona.
"Holy shit! He got you good. How are you gonna explain this to leader?" Kisame wondered. Maybe this will be the first time a member is punished. Maybe they will finally get to see Leader-sama's power. The power of the legendary Rinnegan.
"My target is much powerful and knowledgeable than the report said. He knows how to counter the Amaterasu and Tsukiyomi. Both jutsus whose knowledge we Uchiha have guarded with our lives."
"So who told him?"
"My mother."
"Woah! Naughty! Your mother had a boytoy. Now I really wish she wasn't dead. Why did you have to kill her?" Kisame said with a grin. He knew he was crossing a line but this opportunity was just golden to let go. Never did he get to tease Itachi so much. This was his revenge for all those times Itachi jibed him about his sword being his only willing girlfriend.
"Kisame shut up." Itachi growled in a rare display of anger.
Kisame opened his mouth wide and let it stay like that. He was right! Itachi got his mother's boytoy as his target. The irony! This little tidbit was gonna fetch him so much laughs. Kisame started giggling inside. Samechan was gonna be so happy when they finally get some ammunition against Itachi. Maybe he should ask her to finally start training on his Sage mode.
Holy shit! This was exactly like Icha Icha Volume 69.9 : Forbidden Love. Where Isamu's next target was his mother's boytoy and he has to fight both the mother and boytoy. Menma the boytoy finally kills his pursuer and he has doggy sex with his love who craves his cock as his semen deages her.
'Jiraiya-sama you are a God amongst man.' Kisame thought his mind's eye still having images of Itachi's mother getting fucked like a bitch in heat by the blonde jinchuriki.
"I don't blame him. Your mother was hot." He unknowingly said to his partner. The said partner's face cooked up a storm and left him behind.
Should he gift this volume to Itachi? Most probably but only after he completes reading it for the tenth time and can finally recite all dialogues by heart. He was gonna milk this for all its worth and then some.
***The Delinquent***
Naruto should have felt relieved that he fended off an attack by Itachi. But the feeling was not resounding in his belly.
It was a hollow feeling.
He paid it no mind and kept on towards the Hotel that he knew housed the higher representatives from Konoha. One Mr. Danzo Shimura had accompanied them instead of the Hokage. Maybe complaining to him of this assault will help him somewhat.
Making his way through to the now gathered Samurai contingent he asked to be escorted to Danzo Shimura.
After explaining just who attacked him in the relative obscurity of the training ground the Samurais agreed. A traitor of Konoha should be judged by Konoha or the world will judge them.
Naruto was quickly escorted to a teahouse where Danzo was having his evening tea with two of his guard. A brunette man and another Aburame by the looks of it. Aburame and Yamanaka were said to be his staunchest supporters.
Danzo was famous for his program of creating perfect killing machines with no remorse nor restraint. But the program fizzled out when the agents seemed incapable of doing basic functions of a shinobi like information gathering, sabotage or infiltration. The program was then blacklisted to be never tried again.
Only the above mentioned clans still supported the initiative due to their tendency to numb their own feelings while on duty.
Seeing him approach, Danzo stiffened. Looks like jiji has scared Danzo up too good that he was walking on eggshells around him.
"Naruto Uzumaki. The only Jinchuriki of our village. What can I do for you?" Danzo droned.
"Itachi Uchiha just attacked me. I would like you to inform Hokage-jiji."
"Proof?"
"Itachi now has the Mangekyou. He is blind in one eye. His body has deteriorated. He was all bones and no muscle when he confronted me. He is travelling with Kisame Hoshigaki. Both are wearing cloaks with red clouds as more a symbol than a pattern. Which screams Akatsuki."
"How do you know of Akatsuki? It is an A-rank secret no less."
"It concerns me so I know." Naruto lied.
"Good. Now I wasn't doubting you. I just got the message from your female teammate that your male one has been put into a coma by unknown forces. Most likely Itachi. I just wanted to know your opinion on the person."
"Why? I am hardly familiar with Itachi. I just know him like all of Konoha, as the murderer of the Uchihas. I don't think I can comment on him."
"But you have experience with another Uchiha. The unstable clan was what my sensei called them. I heard you consider my sensei to be your personal idol? Then take note of his words, Uchihas are never to be trusted once they gain their Sharingan."
Naruto sat down on the chair that was now put up for him. He pondered on the words.
"You want me to be wary of my teammate? He doesn't have the sharingan. Unless..."
"Yes he awakened his. And It's constantly active now that he is in a coma. Let me tell you a story which will explain to you the graveness of this situation."Danzo waited for the nod before continuing.
"Well, the person I am gonna talk to you about is Madara Uchiha the only other documented person to get the same eyes as Itachi. Now to awaken the Sharingan itself you need to feel loss and Madara felt that when his best friend turned out to be a the Senju heir his mortal enemy. For the Mangekyou he needed something more heartbreaking.
He killed his wife for it, then he made his brother kill his so that they both could get it.
They terrorized the Senju then for a conplete year. Winning a decisive battle too. But soon Madara started going blind. The Mangekyou is corrupting and a normal eye could not withstand its power.
He took his brother's eye. It wasn't enough. The eye still detiorarated(1). He then started taking his clansmens eyes. His tyranny was eventually stopped when the whole clan deserted him and ran to Shodai-sama for protection.
And this all started because Madara felt the need to have the strongest Sharingan."
"And why are you telling me this? It is not like Sakura is Sasuke's wife or something. Just between us men, I think he is gay." Naruto confided.
Danzo gave a chuckle.
"You are not seeing the bigger picture. It is the feeling of loss that awakens Sharingan's each power. Sasuke doesn't love anyone but he is friends with you."
"Bullshit. I hate the bastard and he hates me."
"An Uchiha's feelings are the most convoluted. I guarantee you he sees only you as someone who is worth his time. Doesn't he call you his rival?"
"Yes. And you are saying he may try to kill me just so he could awaken this Mangekyou. The same eye which has blinded Itachi in two years flat."
"Well the Uchihas were never said to be the most logical, rational or sane human beings. My sensei always used to tell me he would trust Kumo more than the sharingan-wielders."
"I will keep it in mind. Thank you for the warning , Danzo-sama. You are not as bad as jiji told me."
"Hiruzen thinks everybody is redeemable and thinks your Uchiha teammate will stay loyal. I disagree and our relationship has only soured from then. I want to promise to yourself Naruto-kun that, in the future if Sasuke does turn traitor kill him then and there. We don't want any more Uchiha traitors. One should have been enough."
"I think I can."
"Uchihas are the most despicable of humans. I had a subordinate by name of Shisui Uchiha. One of the rare dependable Uchihas. His only flaw was in the fact that he was the best friend of Itachi. He is now dead due to that flaw."
Naruto registered the words which were just told to him. Why did Danzo show the rare despair towards this particular Uchiha? At last he got it. The reason why Shisui was mentioned and his heart was hardened in matters concerning Itachi. A person who did what that Uchiha did was not worth even taking breath.
The bastard killed his friend for power. Damn him to the lowest hell.
"Shisui was killed by Itachi for the Mangekyou?" He blurted out in anger.
Danzo smirked. His desire of rooting out the Uchihas was now more or less fulfilled. The blonde sitting across him will make sure of that even after he is long dead. How easy it was to manipulate the youth!
"Does the Sharingan affect non-Uchihas? I have a Sharingan -wielding sensei, you know." Naruto fearfully asked.
"Not that I know of. Why thinking of getting one. We have a lot of sharingans freezed in our hospital facility on the Butsuma Senju street." That was no surprise nearly all the important streets were named after a Senju.
"What!" He was flabbergasted.
"The operation has shown only beneficial success solely in your sensei. Even then your sensei's stamina is horribly sliced up by the foreign eye. It won't work on anyone other than you. No other body will accept the strain without drawbacks."
"Are you by any chance a relation to Orochimaru, because that comment does make you feel like him." Naruto riposted out of reflex. It was an old habit of his, irritate when confused or undecided.
"It is the only option. By the decree of the Shodaime, the Senjus ceased to exist. They became Konoha. And you are the last known Uzumaki, the only pure branch of the founding family. It helps that your father had Senju ancestry. Now if we can trust such delicate artifacts with anyone it is you. The only piece of humanity that has a direct bond to our rightful founders."
"Thanks for the vote of confidence, old man. Now excuse me I have to go and get back to my training. I will try to train with company always, from now onwards." He assured. He didn't want to be the monitored.
Naruto got up from the chair and went to the door to go about his day.
"Uzumaki take this with you." Naruto turned about and caught an immaculate if old book. Though its age was evident it was well taken care of. The cover was of white velvet. And each page made of the costliest parchment.
Naruto opened it and gasped. Each page was filled with formulae, handseals and their explanation, training procedures and what not. This book could be the highest authority on wind release. His long forgotten primary affinity.
"It is my notes on our shared primary elemental affinity. I don't boast so you can take it with full confidence that there will be no better book for you out there. I want Konoha to appear strong in this exam. And I don't think the strongest candidate training on his own is gonna achieve that." Danzo threw the bait.
"And what do you want in return?"And he took it.
"The Uchihas' demise." Danzo simply said.
The End
Woah! Another chapter down the drain.
1- There is no EMS bullshit in my story. The way to a healthy Mangekyou Sharingan is different in my story. It will be revealed in time. So yes fuck canon basically.
Now Danzo, according to me was the most hostile to the Uchihas. He also shared his sensei's view that an Uchiha was not worth the hassle if he awakened the sharingan. So that explains his behaviour here. So I call bullshit on the popular fan theory that the Sandaime's teammates were partial to Sasuke. If anything all of them dislike the Uchihas (even Hiruzen, as is told by Tobi).
Another thing I will like to clear is my thoughts on the Senju. My belief is that the whole village of Konoha are Senju which has people from different clans residing in it as naturalised foreigners. Senju is not a typical clan. It had started from just one line from Ashura and his children.
The rest followed Indra's children. So the Ootsutsuki are nothing but the previous avatars of the Uchihas.
The Senju grew by accepting talented people into them, each bringing their own varied talent. Hence they over time became the Senju or the thousand handed ones with a hand in every pie there was.
After founding Konoha the Senju conglomerate was disbanded. This gave us new families- Hatake, Morino, Yuhi etc. Senju became a title not a last name hinting at descent.
So Danzo, Jiraiya, Minato, Koharu, Homura, Kakashi are all Senjus. And many more.
About the Amaterasu, my belief is that Amatetasu is not actually fire but just pure Yin chakra which feeds on Yang to complete itself and transform into neutral complete chakra. Much like anti-matter or electrons and protons fusing to give a neutron. And yes Tsukiyomi is bearable but only for the strong-willed like Naruto or Tobi and maybe Jiraiya and Minato. That is people who are supremely confident in themselves.
I am also keeping it as breakable or reversible but as of until now nobody knows. Kurenai will but in due time. Why? Because I think she is hot, got any problem.
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No. That is not at all the reason.
And guys please review, I am still short of the magic number of seventy five.
