Shisui stood alongside the Hokage and his council as the suspected (most likely the actual) Niidaime Hokage underwent the Yamanaka scan by Inoichi Yamanaka, who had been specially called back on duty despite being retired from T and I. The caution was necessary, of course. It wasn't everyday that you had someone claim to be Tobirama Senju and be almost actually be believed.

The Hokage had told Shisui that he was sure that this was the real Niidaime and the mind scan was just a formality. He told him that just before asking him to be the guide to the time displaced Hokage to the modern Konoha.

"Tobirama-sensei is very picky with people. I doubt he wouldn't accept anybody else." The Sandaime explained.

"But why would he pick me? He doesn't even know me." Shisui calmly questioned. No, he didn't whine. Uchiha don't whine.

"He knew your grandfather. You resemble him quite a lot, and not just in looks. Oh, look they are done." Sure, enough Inoichi-san was leaving the room to give his report.

"He is Tobirama Senju, Niidaime Hokage." He announced.

"I told you." Sandaime-sama chortled. "Go on, Shisui. You don't want to keep him waiting."

Ever the dutiful shinobi, Shisui entered the Interrogation room. He wasn't nervous. Uchihas didn't get nervous.

He knew from experience that a Yamanaka scan left the victim disoriented for a while. He patiently waited for Niidaime-sama to reorient himself to his surroundings.

It didn't take much time. Soon enough, he was at the recieving end of a stare from two non-sharingan red eyes.

"You're Kagami's grandson." The Second Hokage said.

He didn't think it was meant to be a question but rushed to answer. "Hai, Niidaime-sama."

His reply was met with a frown. "I'm no longer Hokage. I've given away my hat."

"Hai, Niidaime-sa...I mean, what should I called you?"

The former Hokage raised an eyebrow at that. "Tobirama."

Ah, one word answers, social inadequacy, genius, he was like Itachi, wasn't he? Shisui could do this. He already had experience with it.

"Would you like to go to the library?" Itachi always goes to books on the rare occasions when he doesn't know something. Perhaps Tobirama-sama would also like to fill his gaps in knowledge from books rather that asking questions and reveal his ignorance.

"That would be acceptable." He answered.

In the end the day didn't turn out as bad as he initially feared. Tobirama-sama was definitely not impressed with much of the history of Konoha after his supposed death. The second and the third shinobi wars, destruction of Uzushio, the Kyuubi attack, the Hyuuga incident...the list went on. Oh, he didn't say anything. It was just the way his mouth would twist whenever Shisui clarified a point which was glossed over by the history books, because of white washing and propaganda.

No, the real kicker didn't come until the end of the day, when Shisui was taking the former Hokage to Yakiniku Q. There was a huge crowd gathered in front of the restaurant and the owner was shouting at a little boy whom Shisui recognised to be the Kyuubi jinchiruchi. This wasn't going to end well.

"I didn't steal anything. I gave you money." The kid was shouting, trying to put on a brave face despite the tears and snot on his face.

"Be quite, brat. As if I would sell anything to a monster." The owner snapped, raising his hand to hit the young boy, when it was stopped by non other than the Second Hokage.

"What is going on here?" He asked, in a dangerous voice.


Naruto was hungry and Ichiraku ramen was closed because Teuchi-san had broken his arm falling down stairs. That was the only reason he went near the civilian district. He had heard good things about Yakiniku-Q from Chouji and decided to try his luck there.

But as it always happened, the owner there also had some unexplained grudge against Naruto and accused him of stealing. He wouldn't hear of Naruto trying to defend himself and as usual there wasn't going to be any help from the crowd. Naruto prepared himself to run away from another public humiliation, when a white haired geezer stopped the restaurant owner from hitting him.

"What is going on here?" He asked in a really scary voice.

Since he hadn't automatically assumed Naruto to be the one to blame, the blonde haired prankster rushed to explain his side of the story. "I just wanted to buy food but he's lying to everybody that I tried to steal meat. That's not true, I paid him 800 ryo and why would I want to steal meat, I don't even cook."

The old man looked at him briefly before turning back to the owner, "Even if he had stolen something, you are supposed to lodge a complaint with the police, not assault a child publically."

"Don't you know who he is? He's the demon brat." The teme spat in Naruto's direction.

"I'm perfectly aware of who he is, the jinchuriki of Konoha, the container of the nine tailed demon fox and the human sacrifice protecting Konoha everyday. He should be honoured instead of being reviled. My sister in law, Senju Mito was the first jinchuriki of Kyuubi and I wouldn't allow her legacy to be insulted in this way."

"Ah drat." Naruto heard the curly haired Uchiha beside the white haired man mutter, as he tried to understand what had been revealed about him. He had heard call him the demon brat, of course, but he didn't think in his wildest dreams that he actually contained the Kyuubi inside him.

Before he could ponder further about it Curly spoke up, "Tobirama-sama, Naruto-kun, I think we need to go to the Hokage office now."

That was when Naruto noticed that everyone in the crowd was staring at the white haired dude (Tobirama, Curly had called him) with wide eyes, as if he had committed some unthinkable crime. He wasn't given much time to observe as he was rudely picked up by Curly and carried to jiji's office with the swirly lead teleportation thing.

As he tried not to vomit on jiji's new carpet ( it wasn't that hard, he hadn't eaten much that day), he tried to think of where had he heard the name Tobirama before.


Sarutobi Hiruzen was a tired old man. He had been a Hokage for more than fifty years and it had aged him more much more cruelly than any other job might have. He had been ready to hand over the hat seven years to Minato and he had done so. Minato, a bright young man, was supposed to lead the village to heights Hiruzen had been afraid to imagine, while Hiruzen enjoyed retirement with his wife and children.

Then, Minato had gotten himself killed and turned his infant son into a jinchuriki, and Hiruzen had to take back the hat, before he was able to bury his wife. For the good of the village. That was all his life had been, for the good of the village, since Tobirama sensei had passed him the hat. Sometimes, during the especially dark days Hiruzen hated his sensei for that.

And now, because of some quirk of fate, Tobirama-sensei was back, as young and full of energy as he had been when they last saw him, which was fortunate because he would need his energy when Hiruzen would give him back his hat.

His musings were interupted by knock on the door, which was strange because normally his ANBU wouldn't allow anyone to get close to his office without Hiruzen's approval, except when it was Naruto of course. But the young boy was too boisterous to even knock so politely, leading him to the conclusion that his sensei had decided to visit him.

"Come in." He answered, and was proved right when Tobirama-sensei entered his office along with a sheepish looking Shisui, and, to his surprise, Naruto.

"Jiji!" the blonde boy yelled. "Why didn't you tell me that I'm a jinchuriki?"

Hiruzen felt his eyebrows raise that those words. He didn't need to ask who told him that.

"That is an S class secret, Naruto-kun. Please don't go talking about that in public." He told the boy.

Naruto scruched up his face at that. "But this jii-san did. You're not going to punish him, are you?" He looked at Tobirama-sensei, who raised an eyebrow at Hiruzen.

Hiruzen actually chuckled at that. "No, I'm not going to punish him. Why don't you go with Shisui-kun and he will show you some cool jutsu if you're good?"

"Really? Come on, Curly-niisan. I'll be really good." Hiruzen watched fondly as the boy manhandled one of his best ninjas out if his office.

"He's an Uzumaki." Sensei commented.

"He is." Hiruzen agreed. "There's no one left of his clan, though."

"What about Tsunade?"

"She hasn't been inside the village for the last fifteen years."

"What has she been doing?"

"Drinking, gambling, wasting away. It's certainly better than my other student who is experimenting on children and dissecting their corpses."

Tobirama-sensei looked at him for a few moments, before speaking. "I think you have carried this burden long enough. If you want, I'll carry it for you as long I'm able."

Hiruzen took the hat off his head, feeling a huge weight leaving his shoulders, and handed it to his sensei, as a tear rolled down his face.

"Thank you." He whispered.