TammyHybrid21: Just an idea, really. I mean, I'm getting kind of tired of people aspiring to become Hokage Raikage Mizukage Kazekage Tsuchikage or whatever. Naruto wanted it, everybody else pitched in, and then Sarada wanted to become Hokage…yeah, you get my point. But Kakashi was suicidal for only three years, whereas he was suicidal for a good…number…of years after Obito's first death.
Yup. Walking. Fun :D You probably were missing something, but hey, it was really subtle. My retarded ass thought "Oh, they'll notice!" Lololol. I'm so funny. TSoPG won't be updated until this story is finished. Sorry :/ Thanks for your review :3
Dandelion-san: Lol, it seems like Tammy is the only person who seems to get it that reviewed. Sakura didn't really hate anybody, and if she did, it wasn't deep or genuine enough. Young-Kakashi had self-hate, whereas older-Kakashi didn't…Sasuke is a whole other story; lots and lots of hate there. Wonder what happened there, but what do I know? It's just a theory…
And Madara being irritated by the fact that he's the controlled doesn't exactly bother him, because he can release himself. But I guess you could say it annoyed him to some consent. The Akatsuki's goal was always the same—fulfill "The Eye of the Moon Project". It was just introduced and approached completely different. As for their reviver…well, plot twist, I guess. Though it ain't that big to me…but that's just my antics. My typical idea of a plot twist is this: "OMFG, is Kakashi seRIOUSLY NARUTO'S BLOOD FATHER?! OH MY FUCK!" Thanks for your review :3
Recommended songs: Touch The Sun by Instrumental Core and The Angels Among Demons (also) by Instrumental Core.
Original chapter word count: 4.2k~
Enjoy my glacial chapter :p
Chapter 11: Bloody Seals
Annoyance was nothing new to Atama. He experienced it enough to learn to control it, keep it suppressed. When Kirai came to them, asking them to break him out of the Kage's imprisonment, they agreed. Yū had given the youngest Edo Tensei enough chakra to have him teleport them to Turtle Island.
Atama sighed, crossing his arms. "That idiot," he murmured as he walked down the path. "Getting captured…"
"Well, you know who he is," Yū stated. "Even if it was his MPD that got him in trouble, you forget that he still cares, even if he is a little messed up."
The gas masked Uchiha snorted. "Like I care," he snapped. "Let's just get this over with."
Yū sighed, and they jumped up into the trees towards where they figured the jinchūriki would be at—the waterfall the island was famous for. They reached it, landing in a tree just in time to see a blonde boy and a jōnin with a bowl cut walked off to a trail. The Hannya masked division leader looked at his associate. "What's the plan?"
"I barge in with Susano'o like a badass, and you get your idiotic ass in there and save Kirai's sorry ass."
Yū blinked, a smile twitching on his lips. It was etched with amusement, but it disappeared. He sighed. "That'll attract attention."
"They're already aware of Kirai," Atama pointed out. "It wouldn't make a difference, because there'd be witnesses. We have to hurry, too, because the others are coming, and I don't want to get caught up in a fight to the death."
"But it wouldn't be a fight to the d—"
"Shut up," he snapped. Yū paused. A cloud of depression covered his head, and he his posture lacked elegance as he slumped over with a depressed groan. The Uchiha sighed. "Stop sulking. Let's go."
Without waiting for another word to be spoken, Atama jumped down from the branch, a half body Susano'o with a weapon and armor appearing in front of the waterfall. It raised its fist as fast as it landed, and smashed the waterfall. Yū sighed, and jumped down, climbing up the back and crouching down on the Susano'o's shoulder. He felt the arm move and throw something, the second right arm swinging its sword somewhere.
He felt chakra flare, and decided that it was his turn. He stood up, running down one arm and emerging from the waterfall. He saw Kirai wrapped up in golden chakra chains, a silver haired Konoha ninja by the left walls, and the Yondaime with an Uzumaki by the sword. He landed next to Kirai, eyes narrowing. The ceiling was cracking, grit was falling, and water was dripping from the crack.
A flash from the corner of his eye made him look at the silver haired man, but he was gone within a second along with the blonde Yondaime. Yū looked at Atama, who was obviously sulking about something. Probably missing a chance to kill, but nobody needed to know that.
Suddenly, the Yondaime appeared again. He looked down at Yū, a tree-pronged kunai in his hand. The Hannya masked man crouched down, hunching over Kirai with a kunai of his own. The blonde's eyes narrowed. "Who is your reviver?" he questioned.
Yū stared up at him, giving him his "are you stupid" look. "Child, if I knew who it was, I'd be gladly tearing him apart and drinking his blood," he stated.
Minato blinked, leaning forward and making contact with Yū and Kirai. "You're coming with me."
The division leader barely had a second to process what the Yondaime said before his world turned black. Then he saw walls. He blinked dumbly, nausea hitting him. He groaned, falling forwards in a face plant. "Stupid Hiraishin…" he groaned. Why did Tobirama create it again?
"Get up." He felt a foot kick his side.
…Right. To "get away faster" and to "scare the shit out of everybody"… He remembered it quite clearly.
"Hey! I said get up!"
Yū huffed, and got up, sitting with crossed legs next to Kirai rather protectively. He saw the Gokage, and some other brats he didn't recognize, though he spotted the two blondes, the Uzumaki, the silver haired man and an older version of Tsunade healing up the silver haired man. He tipped his head in curiosity. "Lots of people," he murmured.
The light blonde haired woman glared at him. "Where's Gaara? Where's my brother?" she demanded. She had a crutch under her right arm, and a menacing glare.
He frowned. "All of the jinchūriki are dead," he said somberly. "Well, except for the Kyūbi's jinchūriki…but they all die the moment their bijū are extracted."
Silence dawned and choked the group, A's eyes flying wide. Kankuro looked like he was about to blackout and Temari was frozen. Yū felt killing intent flooding from Kushina, hearing chains gently clicking. He turned his head towards Kirai, blinking in slight surprise when he saw Kirai's eyes staring at him. The latter looked away, closing his eyes, but his hands were starting to shake, albeit it was nearly unnoticeable.
But Yū knew what that meant—he had spent a full seven years with the man.
Typically when his hands shook, Kirai was about to take over, but that other half of Obito never came out unless his emotions were riled up in times other than when the seals were activated. Another reason was because he was scared.
The division leader shifted so then he was sitting next to the chained down Uchiha's side, pulling up the Akatsuki cloak sleeve—that he hated—to reveal the cuff. All three seals were glowing. He blinked before glaring at the cuff. Dear gods, Madara…
"What're you doing?" an elderly voice asked.
Yū turned his head towards Ōnoki, blinking when he saw the resemblance. He grinned. "Ah! I know you. You're the Tsuchikage's grandson, no? Ōinu, was it? Ōgimi…? Oni…?"
The Sandaime glowered. "It's Ōnoki," he snapped. His eyes narrowed. "Don't avoid my question. What are you doing?"
The medical division leader turned his head towards the seals again. "Despite us Edo Tensei's being dead," he started, "we still feel, y'know? Both physically and mentally. See these seals here?"
Minato's eyes widened.
"Yeah. You get the point," he said.
The Namikaze glanced at the other Kage. "Can everyone but Kushina leave?"
Mei looked at him. "Might I ask why?"
"The seals will make him unpredictable," Minato stated, "and I'm going to deactivate them, which will take up room."
"I can't move Kakashi like this," Tsunade snapped absently.
"You can stay. You have an excuse," the Namikaze said. He looked at everyone else with a begging expression. "Please?"
A looked reluctant. "Fine," he replied. "But if anything fishy happens in here, then we won't hesitate to put them down."
Minato simply nodded, and everybody took their leave from the room that was part of the base on the border between Suna and Konoha. They made it as a Shinobi Alliance rendezvous meeting point; it was decently large, and had many rooms and training areas. It was well hidden, seeing as no Akatsuki dared to walk even ten miles of the rendezvous point.
Naruto looked like he was going to object, but was shut up when Guruguru gently punched his arm. He followed the group, closing and locking the door behind them before looking at Obito.
Kushina snapped out of her anger, deciding then to notice her surroundings. "Where did everyone go?" she asked dumbly.
"They left." Minato looked at Obito. "I'm breaking the seals," he announced, "or at least try to. I'll need your help in restraining him, Kushina."
Her eyes widened slightly. She was a seal master herself, albeit she excelled in soul, barrier and restraining seals, whereas Minato excelled in time-space and human seals. Soul and humans seals were looked down upon, though, so other seal masters they ran into—whence they learned their profession—they looked down on them. But it was for war; nobody could really argue there.
And while the jinchūriki Uzumaki didn't master human seals, she understood them to some consent. She knew that they hurt when applied, and that they hurt even more when removed—especially if they're enhanced. The body was never meant to feel the stress of the seals on a constant scale albeit small and unnoticeable until later. So when removed, the physical and mental stress is ripped off abruptly. Nobody knows what happens after, but nobody tried because the seals killed the victims.
Yū slightly turned his head towards the Uchiha, whose hands were still shaking. It was a bit more noticeable, though. He frowned. "You're rushing a bit quickly," he pointed out, not moving from his spot nor did he look at the Namikaze as the blonde walked over to Obito's other side. "You…you have time. Just take a minute, think it through."
Minato stared at him, but the chocolate brown haired Akatsuki division leader didn't make any movement. The blonde sat down, Kushina joining his side on her knees. She held sympathy in her eyes, and her face was grim.
Probably scared of Kirai, Yū thought. He blinked. They should be.
"Is he awake?" Minato asked.
"Has been since Uzumaki-san released her killing intent," he replied. "But his senses and mind are on the verge of unconsciousness, so he isn't aware of anything right now. But he can still physically feel."
The Namikaze looked like he was stuck in an emotional conflict then. He sighed heavily, and the he looked like his resolution was set in stone. Yū tipped his head in curiosity, though he felt worry for Obito—he had gotten attached to both him and Kirai over the years. Minato looked at him. "You're Hashirama, right?"
"Yes," the man replied.
"…And I'm assuming Atama is Uchiha Madara."
"Correct."
The Yondaime simply nodded and looked at Kushina. "Keep the chains tight. And I mean it."
Kushina nodded zealously, though worry made it clouded and little. Minato created a Kage Bushin, said clone making its way around Obito, pushing Hashirama aside. It got into a comfortable position, and lifted the Uchiha's arm so he could do a three-sixty examination. It looked at its original, and nodded, gently putting the rather limp and chain arm in its spot on the ground.
The reigning Hokage pulled out a sharp object that resembled his three-pronged kunai, only the two side blades didn't curve—they stuck out straight. The blade itself was silver, and a cloth was the barrier between hands and metal.
"Ready?" Minato asked Kushina.
She nodded again, her eyes hardening and becoming focused. Hashirama was vaguely reminded of Mito.
The blonde gripped Obito's shaking hand, the silver blade nearing the cuff. Small black fūinjutsu kanji appeared, spreading itself all the way up to Minato's shoulder, faintly glowing as he channelled a precise amount of chakra. Obito's arm jerked, but was instantly stilled by Kushina as she tightened her hold. The chakra streamed into the kanji that covered the special silver kunai, and the blonde swiftly cut through the Shinrisensō Fūin.
Obito's grip tightened as he screamed bloody murder, Kushina's fist balling. She looked away, but kept a tight hold on him, preventing his back from arching and from his arms and legs moving too much. Minato sliced into the metal again, the fūinjutsu kanji interrupting the Hageshī Shinzō Saiha Fūin. The Uchiha's scream intensified.
He never took a breath, and it made Kushina cringe.
Both Minato's looked grim as well. Part of it was because the grip, but the other part was because of the scream. Never mind the length of the scream, he wanted to stop. He swallowed his doubts, though, and shifted Obito's hand around enough to see the Kyōka Fūin and Chakura Fūin: Kyūkyokuteki no Datsuryoku. He sliced through both, and the Edo Tensei's pained screams skyrocketed. Kushina winced, her hands groping the air repeatedly to keep herself in control.
A few seconds later, the screams died down to nothing. Minato's scrunched up expression of concentration disappeared, replaced with a sympathetic look as he looked at Obito. The death grip on his hand released, but it stayed firm, albeit the hand was still shaking.
Minato gave the kunai to his doppelgänger, looking at Kushina again with a questioning look. She got the silent question, and nodded. Hashirama eyed the process as the fūinjutsu kanji went all the way up to his shoulders, pupils dilating as he watched.
The blonde Yondaime sliced through the metal and fūinjutsu once again, and the screams restarted.
Naruto was in distress. That much was obvious to everyone as they left. The group knew him well enough to know when he was stressed out, and it only happened when something real bad was happening or was to happen. The group kept silent though; they didn't even bother to say a word of farewell as he quietly walked down the hallway towards the indoor lake.
Said lake was built for those who needed a peace of mind, requested by Tsunade and Sakura as medics and fellow ninja.
It worked; it was a nice little add on, nobody thought of it as a hindrance.
Guruguru was calmly humming, Shiro Zetsu a stride or two ahead of them. They eventually reached the indoor pond, with the Uzumaki making his way to the shore. He sat down on the sand, and started sulking.
Guruguru looked down at the blonde. "Why're you so down?" he asked. He knew the reason, but he also knew that it was best if said out loud. Shiro suddenly stopped walking, however, and sunk into the ground; neither of them questioned it, though.
"…I'm just…surprised," Naruto glowered. "Obito-nii can't seem to take a break even after death…"
"Yeah, the world ain't fair," Guruguru agreed. "But he did leave behind a lot of unfinished stuff. Like…Kakashi, for example; he was suicidal for about three years because he blames himself. Still does. There's you, the Jūbi, Kushina, Minato…and so forth."
"What does he have to do with the Jūbi?" Naruto grumbled.
"Ah, he was the original catalyst for the plan," he explained. "He was supposed to kill your parents when you were born. Did you know that?"
The blonde's eyes widened slightly. He glanced at the mutated human, surprise marring his expression. "No."
"Ah, well, instead of killing Minato and Kushina, he took you and hid with the arrangement of returning and or letting you visit Konoha when you were seven," he stated. "It was ultimately your choice, but that didn't happen, so…"
Naruto sighed and slumped over, being reminded of Obito's death. He honestly just wanted to spend a few moments with the Uchiha—or at least talk, catch up, brag about the many forms of Rasengan he has formed and combined with the gunbai he was given. He started sulking once again, but it was ephemeral. His depression was replaced with alarm as he heard a long and loud, pained scream that sounded a lot like Obito. He glanced at Guruguru, who showed no acknowledgement of the screaming.
"Don't be alarmed," the mutated creature said. "Minato-chan is just removing the seals."
Naruto frowned, alarm still etched into his features. "But it shouldn't be that painful, dattebayo!"
"Not if they're human seals," Guruguru pointed out. "They're painful when applied and used, but it's a constant pain when they're removed. The worst part is your body won't go numb from said pain."
The screaming stopped, but only for a few seconds. They started again, and made Naruto flinch.
"Why do you think human seals is an S-classed branch of fūinjutsu?"
The Uzumaki didn't reply. He just brought his legs to his chest, his chin resting on his knees. The screaming didn't stop for another two minutes before they were completely silenced, leaving a heavy and confused atmosphere.
But it didn't stay silent for very long. Right when an unfamiliar chakra signature flared, Guruguru's body opened up and wrapped around Naruto in a split second. The blonde made a sound of surprise as he felt himself jump back into the hallway, the ceiling collapsing in on itself and filling the indoor lake with rubble. Naruto's eyes widened as he saw a large blue and armored arm leading all the way up to the sky, a large blue creature with a pointy nose and bright red eyes looming over the sun and blocking it.
"What is that…?" Naruto asked in shock.
"Madara's full body Susano'o," Guruguru murmured. He never actually saw it, but he has heard of it. It was a godly being in his opinion, something even the Kage will likely have trouble dealing with. Worst part was, the man wasn't at his prime. "We have to get out of here. The full body Susano'o is a force even the Gokage will have difficulty defeating."
Naruto was too deep in dismay to reply, Guruguru moving further into the hallway as one of the arms attached to the Susano'o's shoulders smashed the sword it held onto the hallway. It forced the duo all the way back to the end of the hall, where three of the five Kage were. They looked at Naruto with a weird look, making the blonde stare back in confusion. Then he remembered that they didn't know that Guruguru was hollow.
It was all shrugged off when a wave of scorching hot fire approached them rapidly. Guruguru was the quickest to react, his arms instantly coming up in the snake hand seal. Wood broke through the ground, weaving and creating a thick barrier that blocked the fire. It was released, Guruguru jumping forward.
Naruto's eyes widened as the rest of the mutated human's body wrapped around his head, leaving only his right blue eye open to the world. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Saving everybody's asses," Guruguru replied. "If Madara is here, Pain, Oto or Hashimoto might be as well. If one more man arrives, then we're all done for."
The Namikaze stayed silent, watching as Guruguru ran up the Susano'o's arms.
"Now back me up here," he said. "You're the closest thing to a male Tsunade we've got right now."
Naruto sighed, but reluctantly participated. Guruguru pulled back his right fist slightly.
"Put all of your chakra into it," the creature said, "and I'll put in a portion of my own. We need to at least crack it."
"You're impossible," Naruto snapped. But he streamed all of his chakra into his general arm. Over the years when Naruto was in Yamamoto no Sato, Obito had watched Sakura and him spar. The Uchiha used her chakra fist, teaching it to Naruto for chakra control. Eventually Sakura and Tsunade honed his skills, and soon he became a medic. But he only knew Saisei Nōryoku, Shōsen Jutsu and was on his path to learning Sōzō Saisei. However, he was also a ninjutsu and fūinjutsu specialist in-training. His kenjutsu and taijutsu were average, both thanks to Obito.
As they neared the head, a sword hilt came from above. Guruguru sped up, easily dodging the hilt and reaching the collar bone. Naruto felt the mutated human charge up chakra in his calves, leaping up onto the Susano'o's nose. Guruguru raised his fist, Naruto charging chakra up to the maximum along with the mutated human. Madara stayed in his spot, eyes glowing behind the tinted goggles of the gas mask he wore.
The Uzumaki's lips curved into a grin; the Uchiha was cocky.
With a shout of effort, he felt his muscles flex and get coated with Guruguru's only portion of chakra. Their knuckles hit the diamond, chakra backing up the punch. Guruguru's chakra pumped again, adding more force. Madara's eyes widened as the Susano'o cracked, the face of the humanoid being covered in Mokuton that originated from Guruguru and Naruto's arm. The grip tightened and cracked the head even further. The Uchiha drew a sword, cutting through Tobi's shell and into Naruto flesh over their collarbones, but the wound was healed up quickly.
The Mokuton retracted, the two jumping back down to the ground and hiding in the trees. Guruguru pulled himself off of Naruto, letting the chakra-drained teen out onto the branch. Said blonde kneeled down, panting and catching his breath. "That was crazy stupid 'ttebayo…" he panted, rubbing his eyes.
"Well, at least we aren't dead," Guruguru pointed out.
"…How'd you do that?"
"Do what?"
"That thing with the Wood Release. How'd you do that?"
"Whenever I…uh, 'wear' somebody who has the Mokuton like Yamato or you, it's enhanced," he explained. "We're lucky. He got cocky and thought he could withstand the punch." His head tipped up, watching as A, Ōnoki, Mei, Tsunade and Jiraiya started assaulting the off-balanced armored humanoid.
Naruto looked up, about to say something, but was cut off as Minato teleported behind them, landing in the room where Obito, Hashirama, an unconscious Kakashi and Kushina were at. The instant they landed, Kushina shot up, eyes wide with worry.
She rushed up to her son, examining him. "What the hell were you thinking? Why'd you do that? You aren't hurt, are you? You look exhausted dattebane! You could've been killed!"
Naruto blinked, his face pale with exhaustion and slight embarrassment. "I'm fine…" he mumbled, "and clearly, I'm not dead 'ttebayo."
Regardless, Kushina brought him into a bone-crushing hug, obviously refusing to let go. "I know! But still! It was a possibility!"
"Was," Naruto pointed out in a matter-of-factly tone.
Minato sighed. "Well, they gave us an advantage, so we should be thankful," he stated.
"Uzumaki-san," Hashirama suddenly said.
They turned their heads towards the Senju, who had turned his head towards them. Kushina blinked. "Yes?"
He waved his head, gesturing them to come over towards him. "Come here," he said. "All three of you, I guess. Doesn't matter."
The trio made their way towards them, Naruto rushing towards Obito's side. He sat on his knees, scanning the golden chakra chains. He blinked and looked up at his mother. "Why's he still restrained?" he asked.
"Precautions," Hashirama replied for her. He tipped his head, lifting his left knee to reveal a chain wrapped tightly around his right ankle from his criss-crossed position. "You forget that we're still the enemy."
Naruto simply frowned.
Kushina looked at Hashirama. "What do you need?" she asked, promptly ignoring the building as it shook violently.
The Senju blinked. "Obito has to tell you something real quick," he said, glancing at the Uchiha.
Kushina nodded, sitting next to his head on her knees. She looked at him with a soft expression as he turned his head towards her. He looked at her. Despite him being dead, he looked absolutely exhausted, which confused her. "You were trying to control your hatred, no?" he asked softly.
She nodded again. "Yes. I was," she replied. "Why? Do you know how to defeat it?"
He chuckled quietly, closing his eyes and turning his face up to the ceiling. "Defeating hatred is impossible," he murmured.
She frowned. "Then why was Shinjitsu no Taki created in the first place?"
"It was never made for defeating," he simply said.
Before any of the three could question it, Hashirama leaped forward, using Mokuton: Sashiki no Jutsu. He disregarded the chain on his ankle, a spike emerging from each wrist. They both reached the Uzumaki's, impaling them both in the guts. The technique branched out in both of their bodies.
Kushina gagged on air and blood as the branches mostly stuck out of her back, only one barely missing her rib cage. Naruto, on the other hand, had a branch sticking out of his left shoulder and two sticking out from his chest; one of the branches sticking out of his chest was dangerously close to his heart. He coughed up blood, wheezing for air. He collapsed, his face paler than before as a pool of blood started forming under him.
Minato was too caught up in his dismay and horror to notice the chains weakening greatly, allowing Hashirama more movement. The Senju lunged forward again, a third branch of Sashiki no Jutsu spiking out of the base of his right wrist. He hit the blonde on the shoulder, the branches ripping through bone and flesh. Minato grunted painfully, reaching out a hand and sneaking a mark onto the division leader.
The healer jumped back, letting the Yondaime fall to the ground. Obito hadn't moved an inch, though, despite the chains cracking here and there. The Senju easily broke the chains with a clench of his fist, picking up the Uchiha bridal style without really caring.
New orders had came in barely ten minutes ago: "Retreat."
Hashirama's eyes narrowed as he rushed out of the room, leaping up the charred walls and hoping onto the humanoid version of Madara's Susano'o. The face was no longer cracked, but Madara still had a sulky air around him despite the orders. Hashirama stayed in his spot on the Susano'o's head, noting how beaten the other shinobi looked. He blinked apathetically.
"Are we not taking the Kyūbi's jinchūriki?" Madara asked.
"Leave the medium," the voice of their reviver echoed in their head. "We shall fight for her in the final battle. None of you have yet to be properly prepared."
The trio Edo Tensei's narrowed their eyes. They recognized that voice, and all three of them knew who the owner was.
"For now, pull back and come to the fire base," he ordered, "but don't leave tracks behind. Go by foot."
Madara rolled his eyes, the humanoid jumping away from the scene. After a few large leaps, it dissipated, Hashirama and Madara landing smoothly and heading towards the base they were ordered to go to.
"Saisei Nōryoku": "Regeneration Ability"
"Mokuton": "Wood Release"
"Mokuton: Sashiki no Jutsu": "Wood Release [Style]: Cutting Technique"
Ugh. Why thE FUCK AM I MAKING THIS STORY SLOWER THAN EXPECTED? *pouts*
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So, I'm interested as to who the reviver is.
Beats me. 'The fuck do I know? Haha.
Preview:
Kakashi's eyes widened dramatically. He watched in pure horror as Madara's Kanseitai – Susano'o was joined by Obito's turquoise Kanseitai – Susano'o, and Hashirama's Mokuton: Shin Sūsenju.
He stared in dismay. How the fuck were they supposed to win with two perfect Susano'o's and an all powerful wooden statue with all five basic natures as their enemy?
Peace! :3