Disclaimer: This is a fan written work based on the works of J.K. Rowling. Also features Naruto which is owned by Kishimoto. It might possibly also have some elements of a number of other works. There is no money being made from this, it is merely a work meant for the entertainment of myself and the masses. This is merely for fun, and no profit. I repeat: I am not making any money out of writing this.

Warning: OCs OOCs Sues, and some crack. You have been warned.

Note 1: AU.

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chapter ten

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Early morning the very next day Shiokaze tried to get to her sensei as fast as she possibly could. Her task seemed impossible to the people that had woken up early to watch her attempt to reach her sensei as he lazily lay on the surface of the water.

The whirlpool did not whirl as fast as what had previously been its regular speed. It was quite slow compared to the original, but that did not mean that Shiokaze had an easy time wading through the waters, and eventually swimming in the direction of her sensei. Every now and then the current or undercurrent would sweep her under and deliver her to the shore, which forced her to restart from the very beginning. Ryoku simply lazily lay on his side watching her progress through the vortex to get to him.

What she did not realize, not that anyone else did, was that Ryoku had been making the vortex move faster after every attempt. Every time that his student was forced to restart he added some more speed to the current, some more force. What his student failed to realize that each failure was an accomplishment, even though she could not get that far from the shore, she was managing to reach the same point every time, she must have been attributing the rising difficulty to her getting tired, which was actually part of it.

She had apparently not eaten any breakfast, as when the sun had sufficiently journeyed above the world, she looked more tired than Takeshi looked the first time. So he calmed the waters when she looked about ready to collapse. He then made the water carry her to him.

"W-why...did...you...do...that?" she said between breaths.

"I realized that you began the excercise without eating," Ryoku said, "I can't have my student dying on me, now."

He reached into the water and produced a plate full of food, rice and seafood, he handed the plate to her, while the water kept her well above the rest of the waters, and instructed her to finish the food, and rest when she was done until he told her to return to her excercise.

"Tomorrow you will remember to eat before coming for training," Ryoku said, "Training on an empty stomach is bad for you, but you must also remember to rest for a while after eating. Understand?"

"Hai, sensei," she said.

"Good," he said.

After she finished her breakfast, she asked Ryoku why he didn't look like he ate anything. She said that no one had actually seen him eat, or sleep for that matter.

"I need no sleep, no food, nor drink," Ryoku said, "For I get all the energy, rest, and nutrients, I need directly from the world."

"How?" she asked him, curiously.

"I will teach you that later on," he said, "After you have trained some more. My other student might one day find use of you."

"Your other student? What other student?" she asked him, as he had arrived alone.

"My other student's name is Takeshi, he is older than you by many years," he told her as she was resting before continuing her initial training, "He is a master of many arts, some of which I myself will teach you."

"Ok," she said, "But when will you teach me to walk on water?"

"After you have been able to get passed the whirlpool without my tricks, I will teach you how to walk on water," he told her.

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While Ryoku spent his time training she who would be the first actual sennin, Takeshi had taken to righting wrongs in the world. Preaching about peace, while at the time fighting to enforce his beliefs, he did not impose it on people, but somehow found ways to make them realize the benefits of peace for themselves. He was hailed as a master of many arts, and many monks hailed him as a holy man himself, something which he denied as he claimed he only taught what he himself had been taught.

Many people began to see him as a god, and his followers grew. Within five years of his travels around the lands, he had gained quite a large following. Many ninja clans banded together to go on pilgrimages to meet and hopefully learn from this prodigy in things that they had never realized or figured out how to perform.

Chakra and its use as an enhancer of the available skills that one's body can grant were the only things that most knew about, but when word reached the many clans that there was a man that could breathe flames, spit out mud, make dragons out of water, and split a boulder with wind, they flocked to him. To learn his ways.

Some hailed him as a holy man when he preached about enhancing one's connection with the spirits, respecting the dead, honoring the living, and connecting with the world and the gods. Spirit and stamina were what made up chakra, and like how the body was excercised to build stamina and endurance, so was the mind and spiritual energy enhanced by meditation, relaxation, and in some cases prayer. Inner peace was one of the things that he preached, clearing or masking of one's emotions helped in any situation, especially in a fight.

Takeshi was also a master story teller, enchanting the youth that came with some adults with stories of his youth, and of stories about the summon clans, and how they made homes for themselves scattered and hidden away across the continent away from prying eyes, whose homes were even more hidden than any human hidden village. Protected by seals and illusions. He told the children that the summon clans would only allow those that found their homes and passed their tests to sign contracts to summon them. But that the contracts themselves were either hidden away, or were kept by a the Taijutsu no Tatsujin, Takeshi's own teacher.

It was quite believeable that such a man held the contracts of many of the continent's summon clans, as the man's fame grew day by day as the man that could not be moved, be beated, be felled, and in some cases be found. He was a mystery, a lone traveller, that after a while disappeared from the face of the world. Takeshi knew that his sensei was alright, as his summons reported to him that Ryuko was training a new student, a girl this time, in the seal and sage arts, not that Takeshi knew much about the sage arts, only that his sensei had one day promised to teach him.

During his travel with his first followers, he had eventually come to love, and married the Gensou Shishou, Sakuran. He had a son by her, which he named Sasuke.

While he traveled he did not ignore his son and showered him with love, attention, and trained him in his arts as well. When the boy was a few years older, entering his teen years the child eventually began helping his father during conflicts, and the like. From his mother he learned illusions, one of two things that he had become quite adept at.

A few years later, Sakuran became with child once again, and at that time the world as they knew it was in war. Takeshi had only managed to bring the cycles to a stop for a few years, but this war was something else, something was different, some thing was calling out to him, something which seemed to want to devour him, destroy him and everything he held dear.

He didn't know what it was, but he had some theories and speculations, so one day, he bid his wife and sons goodbye. He would go on a pilgrimage that only he could go on, the search for his sensei. There was still one thing which he needed to learn, and he needed his sensei to teach him as he believed that it was important for the battles that lay ahead.