"Hi." = thoughts

"Hi." = talking

"Greetings." = Biju speaking

"Lightning Style: Lightning Bullet." = Jutsu

(-) = finishing to a new situation

Bye.


Callously, fire-brick energy surged into existence. A wild, animalistic growl echoed from his coiled up lips. Naruto slashed with extreme wildness, rippling the wind.

He craned his face barbarically, slanting it with a glare of unmixed hostility. Irises of unchildish madness shimmered beneath the witting clouds.

Sasuke's body shuddered fleetingly, until he coerced himself to lower his fearfulness. Slowly, with unbridled anticipation, he tip-toed nearer to Naruto, Sharingan glistening.

"I can't battle him when he's using this form." Sasuke certainly decided, forcing chakra into his fingers, allowing them to bulge powerfully. "Fighting Kurama, no thanks."

"Fortunately." Sasuke grinned slightly, his crimson eyes carefully watching Naruto's unpredictable gait as the Uchiha straightened up slowly. "It's only Naruto's emotions."

Stooping his legs deeply, Sasuke's features twisted, and thinned into a countenance of composure. He rocketed forward, Naruto mimicked.

The Uzumaki whirled around, one hand grappling onto his shoulder. It cracked softly, healing in breathless seconds. "Healing factor, Kurama you OP entity." Sasuke applauded.

He crouched beneath a deadly punch, dodging Naruto's rolled up hand scarcely, the atmosphere wailed, dissipating into an extreme breeze.

The air bellowed again, once Naruto raced at the Uchiha, a wary look embedded into his face. Then, Sasuke's fingers approached Naruto's cheek slowly.

He felt the Uzumaki's teeth clang inside of his mouth, as Sasuke buried his hand into Naruto deeper, permitting Naruto to bellow gutturally.

Naruto hauled his head upwards slightly, peering into Sasuke's forcefully casual; crimson irises, the Kitsune's fire-brick eyes scintillated, until Naruto glowered.

Sasuke twisted his waist strongly, bringing himself away from the uncontrolled bellow of chakra: Naruto's lips opened wildly, blasting a stray echo of energy.

Naruto's teeth snapped wickedly, shaking the air itself with powerfulness. Sasuke's Sharingan glimmered watchfully. – The world blurred into something else.


Naruto's eyes blinked themselves open, he blasted up from his pillows, flinging the blanket to the side. A lamp scintillated brightly, obscuring his eyes.

"The hell…" He scoured his immediate vicinity, checking, and sending a once-over confusedly. "Happened?" Naruto's tone was low, hoarse to a certain level.

"You are sometimes a fool." A buoyantly amused presence complimented mockingly. Kabuto clicked his fingers, forcing a green fluorescence to appear. "Such a waste too."

Kabuto ignored Naruto's quizzical stare, opting to heal the burn-marks encompassing his arms, and legs expectantly. "Oh, and to your enquiry. I would appreciate information."

"You're not sure either then?" Naruto blandly surmised, unentertained by Kabuto's ungraciousness considerably. "And, a fool…?"

Kabuto scoffed softly, plucking a brush from his bag, as his fingers clambered around it aridly. "Well, it's to describe your minuscule intelligence."

The medic straightened up immediately: his features brightening; almost cunningly. "Now, what occurred between you and Sasuke Uchiha exactly?"

Cracking his neck, Naruto looked at the eye-brow lifted Kabuto with extreme annoyance. "Not sure completely. I only woke up."

Humming something comforting beneath his breath, Kabuto nodded in agreeance, hurling the brush into a bag. "I suppose. Now, follow, please."

Naruto hopped out of bed, clicking his teeth at the burning feeling on his arms, and legs briefly. Kabuto led him into a corridor, before grabbing his shoulder and blurring.

The Uzumaki stumbled before composing himself physically, glancing towards Kabuto in irritation. The Yakushi pointed deeper into the corridor. "Immediate-Healing-Section?"

Kabuto clapped softly, yet the effect was ten-fold, as Naruto glided behind him, entering a hall-way- which was concealed greatly.

"Your affiliate, or the one to complete your duo…Well, he's quite healthy, but not at the same time." Kabuto explained confusingly, brushing his head with concentration. "Enter."

He knocked at the door, as Itachi emerged soundlessly, discerning Naruto with imperceptibly warm eyes. "Oh, Naruto. Please, come in."

Sending Kabuto an inquisitive glance, Naruto strolled inwards, his irises noticing Sasuke, whose expression was of unbridled fear. "No! Get those brushes away!"

Kabuto's amused features lowered, becoming uncontrollably shocked. "Brushes are good." He mumbled comfortingly, disappearing.

Slipping his hands into his pockets, the Uzumaki slumped his neck, hanging his skull lower, while sauntering towards Sasuke sardonically. "Terrified?"

Sasuke's extremely frightened expression dispersed instantly. He dropped deeper into the chair with a bored echo. "You were sleeping for a while."

Naruto shrugged unaffectedly, leaning back onto the door with a bored countenance, tracing the outlines of the room with his eyes. "What happened?"

The Uchiha's expression matched Naruto's in the amounts of uncertainty- Sasuke lifted up a single shoulder, unaware completely. "Not sure, supposedly we battled."

Slanting his skull thoughtlessly, Naruto's lips snapped upwards, as he and Sasuke left the room after. "Well, I'd unarguably win."

"I was beating your ass…Always." Sasuke straight-forwardly countered, an amused grin spinning onto his face. "You being delusional or something?"

Naruto glanced back at the Uchiha with considerable mirth, the clicks of their shoes humming the corridor. "You'd be shocked."

"No, I would win in a second."

"I would win in a milli-second then."

(-)

Naruto and Sasuke paused onto a roof-top, a decent path away from the hospital. Using his Sharingan, Sasuke fleetingly scanned the air.

"Okay, no-one around." He informed boredly, snapping his crimson irises back into coal, peering into the morning skies. "Damn. We get to miss the academy."

The Uzumaki's nose choked unanticipatedly, as he slumped his languid posture with minuscule hastiness. "In all seriousness. What occurred?"

Glancing towards his fore-arm, the Uchiha collapsed onto the roof-top, breathing in childish annoyance. "Well, I woke up with someone drawing something on my skin!"

"Who would guess? Sasuke Uchiha- The personification of paintings." Naruto mockingly complimented, scratching his neck. "Maybe I could…Wait a second."

Naruto clasped his hands in concentration instantly, stumbling into a cross-legged stance on the roof. Then, he started shutting his eyes.

"The hell?"

(-)

Materializing into the seal's dimension, Naruto acclimated himself briefly before looking up, at the languidly-looking Kitsune with curiosity.

"Kurama. Any clue-…"

Kurama yawned anciently, as a torrent of wind sailed towards Naruto, who blankly stared at the breeze. "I am definitely not dying to a fox's breath."

"That would be a shame." Kurama amusedly concurred, rising to his full stature with his fire-brick orbs scintillating laughingly. "What now?"

"Something surrounding Sasuke and battling got any clues?" Naruto settled onto a crimson cushion, patting it softly. "I'm kinda confused."

Then, something monstrous clicked into Kurama's presence, he lowered his head, unnatural crimson colliding into sapphire briefly. "Learn yourself, okay?"

The cushion dispersed hurriedly, as Naruto's shape blurred towards consciousness. The Uzumaki's eyes expanded in uncertainty.

(-)

Itachi's form hovered beneath a branch, his cunningly ethereal countenance shimmering under the clouds of the morning sky.

He exerted his neck, looking back at the Hatake- casually reading his preferred shape of literature, a sizably lecherous book. "Kakashi. If you needed to pick-…"

"Come now, Itachi." Kakashi interrupted swimmingly, shutting his book with a click. "You're still small. A child. Stress isn't good for a kid."

"Certainly." Itachi easily agreed, inclining his skull towards the air. "Unfortunately, my duties as a Shinobi always come firstly."

Kakashi's single seen eye shut with languidness, relaxing onto the tree-bark, shaking his head-band slightly. "Shinobi duties coming firstly? You're deluding yourself greatly."

(-)

Sasuke pumped chakra into his fingers, straightening them all out properly, with Naruto mimicking it attentively. "Then, compact the chakra into those specific spots."

Naruto's fingers bulged for a brief second, before deflating to its normal size and texture, the Uzumaki growled in irritation. "I can access my chakra completely now."

"But the control is still impossible!"

Sasuke patted Naruto's shoulder blade for a small second, disconnecting his hand after. "No need to be depressed. This takes time."

"Shut up." Naruto mumbled despondently; a steely look of frustration drilled onto his face. "All you're bad at would be learning Fire-Style, this is unfair as f#ck."

"And." Sasuke cheekily pointed towards his eye-sockets, the Sharingan appearing for numerous moments. "The Sharingan. Mangekyo's gonna be sick!"

"Eye-transplantation." Naruto wickedly mumbled, forming a grin of uncontaminated calmness. "That's gonna be fun, huh?"

"Oh." Sasuke's elation dimmed at the realization, as he hung his arms limply. "No. No. No!" He murmured worriedly, pacing with a frightened attitude.

Naruto's lips clicked up fleetingly, he was certainly amused by Sasuke's anticipated shock, the Uzumaki's chakra bellowed inwardly: still uncontrollable.

Sasuke's gait was encompassed with urgency, as he unintelligently deduced methods to stop gaining the Mangekyo Sharingan. Despondently, he sighed.

"I was kidding, damn." Naruto swimmingly placated, lifting his eye-brows slightly: humoured. "No need to get all scared, heh."

"You wanna change eyes with someone-else or something?" Sasuke childishly retorted, still pacing in circles, his shoes clicking noisily. "Ah! This sucks…"

"Definitely." Naruto concurred sardonically, clapping into the air, laughing quietly. "Now, let's get back to somewhere, this is becoming quite bland."

"Agreed." Sasuke nodded inattentively, stooping his legs until blurring skywards. "To my clan-compound!" He bellowed powerfully.

"Sure, good idea." Naruto complimented airily, gliding near Sasuke, as they raced towards the district of the Uchiha in the town with languidness. "I'm getting a bad feeling…"

(-)

Sasuke settled onto the stone-path, leading towards the gate of his compound, a countenance of normalcy placed onto his features naturally. "Welcome. To the Sasuke head-quarters!"

"Nice name." Naruto grinned sarcastically, balancing unsteadily on his feet with an amused expression. "I prefer, Sasuke sucks."

"Hah. Hah." Sasuke mocked immaturely, sending Naruto a bored look, as the Uzumaki laughed with deep mirth. "Now, enter the head-quarters, small entity!"

"Oh." Naruto slanted his skull, cracking his neck quietly, while he sauntered behind Sasuke unworriedly. "Your Lee and Gai competitions working well?"

"They're the best teachers." Sasuke ebulliently applauded, his hands slipping to his sides. "Lee's a good person, only needs some confidence."

Sliding through a corridor, Sasuke snapped his fingers minutely, as he leaped upwards, opening up a ceiling door exuberantly. "The original head-quarters!"

Naruto's eyes glistened with interestedness for a brief instance, as he clambered into the door, observing Sasuke shut the board with wary pupils.

"What's this place?" The Uzumaki peered into it deeply, scanning each crack, items, and the air itself too. "It's pretty sick."

"Concealed area, well- Itachi came up into this room a couple of times, and I checked after."

Sasuke stood up to his full stature, staring at the dusty room boredly. Then, he dryly murmured. "It's only used for storage…"

"Boring."

"Yep."

They left after.

(-)

Naruto climbed back onto the corridor, with Sasuke straightening up his legs completely. "Well, that sucked. Now, to my bed!"

"Can I appear through your window at any second?" Naruto sardonically clicked his teeth, following Sasuke onto the stairs. "With you appearing through mine always."

"Nope." Sasuke blithely declined, with an easy-going stride as he walked into his room, shutting the door silently. "Welcome, to the sleeping head-quarters!"

"Is all of this gonna be called head-quarters?"

"Of course."

Naruto briefly checked Sasuke's room with minuscule attentiveness, it was decently sized, and contained a desk to the corner, with the bed in the centre, a small window near.

"My room's superior." Naruto bluntly decided, strolling with an inspective-eye around the sector. "No need to be mad, I am simply a higher entity."

"Seriously?" Sasuke shook his head with a grin of mischief, stooping his legs, he blurred through the window, a bellow, then, hummed fleetingly. "I'm checking on some-one now!"

(-)

Rock-Lee: He was an eccentric, but determined and compassionate individual. Unfortunately, his inability to manipulate chakra always forced him behind others.

In skill. His only strong points were at Taijutsu, and that still required drastic growth to be regarded as acceptable. Coiling up his fists, Lee grinned brightly.

"I shall write 10,000 notes for this lesson. If I'm unable to, I shall study for 20,000- No, 30,000 minutes!"

Lee expertly tapped the pen onto a blank-book, listening to the teacher with deepness. His hand almost blurred as he wrote the sentences.

Sasuke: He met the Uchiha along with his new personal instructor Might-Gai. The two of them were powerful, as Lee heard Sasuke was classified to be a childish prodigy.

Initially, Lee desired to challenge Sasuke, the idea of expressing the purpose of his training. That dedication to strength would beat this prodigiousness.

Still, Sasuke merrily obliged, Lee battled with Sasuke passionately, utilizing all of his skills. The Uchiha's capabilities were too much, and he wasn't the winner of the match.

When Lee was collapsed atop the grass, Sasuke gave him a grin of unmixed ebullience before blurring, as Gai appeared, sending Lee a boisterous look.

After, Sasuke. Lee. And Gai would all gather for training-sessions, or good-natured competitions. Lee recalled meeting Naruto Uzumaki, another mystery.

The boy cussed greatly, and appeared largely pessimistic, When Lee complimented his skills, it was only this; Naruto's skills, not the personality.

Lee always, or curiously, surmised the reasons that the Uzumaki and Uchiha got along this well. Still, Sasuke was a good person, who would constantly battle with him kindly.

Writing his sentences elatedly, Lee heard a knock at the window, until it shattered with considerable promptness, Sasuke bounced inwards, confused.

"That wasn't meant to happen." The Uchiha worriedly mumbled, glancing at the instructor: who looked blankly towards the damage. "Eh, greetings Lee, prepared for training?!"

The look on Lee's face expanded into one of unmatched exuberance. "I shall use the youthfulness Gai-Sensei granted me for this."

Sasuke nodded comprehendingly, peering out of the shattered window with his lips lifting. "To Gai-Sensei, immediately!"

Lee and Sasuke sprinted into the distance.

"The f#ck?!"

(-)

Naruto looked upon Orochimaru's office with confusion etched onto his face, Kabuto stared indifferently towards him, while the Sannin laughed in glee.

"The heck…" Naruto's eye-brows lifted inquisitively, as Orochimaru's lips thinned, becoming noiseless. "Am I going to be threatened or something?"

"Oh, you misunderstand." Orochimaru calmingly placated: Which was still worrying. "I'm simply curious as to the occurrence between you and Sasuke in the battle."

"I'm not certain." Naruto straight-forwardly confirmed, slouching extremely with a decently arid expression. "I woke up in a hospital- that's all."

Kabuto inclined his head in concurrence. The medic expressed his contemptuous opinion of Naruto greatly, which meant the Uzumaki was shocked he agreed.

"That's accurate." Kabuto glanced back at the snake-user, with a carefully calculated glare of concentration. "The Yamanaka aren't able to connect to him, or Sasuke either."

"You accessed my mind?"

"Unsuccessfully."

Naruto blankly stared towards Kabuto, while his eyes dimmed in immediate annoyance. "Lord-Snake. When I'm in a hospital give me another doctor, please."

Kabuto's mouth choked noisily; he smiled cunningly, facing Naruto with deep calmness. "I only healed you, as Lord Orochimaru wanted."

Clapping for attention, Orochimaru mirthfully grinned, slanting his head curiously. "Now, Naruto. The academy is going quite well?"

"I guess." Naruto shrugged contemplatively, humming beneath his composed breath. "Oh, and Sasuke's planning something, I'm kinda excited."

"A duo of mischief, certainly." Orochimaru complimented amusedly, his tongue licking the inside of his cheek with casualness. "Brings me back to the-…"

"Lord Orochimaru."

"Okay. Naruto, you can escape now."

"Thanks."

(-)

Sasuke's leg collided into Lee's calloused hand, as he twisted his waist around, forcing Lee to backtrack powerfully. Breathing deeply, he sprinted.

Rock-Lee followed up soon, whirling his knee upwards, settling it onto Sasuke's abdomen, as the Uchiha coughed ebulliently.

Blurring forward, Sasuke leaped back before rushing at the other-fighter, with his fist slamming onto Lee's face, as he collapsed.

"That was a good battle!" Lee exuberantly cheered, hauling his arms skywards. "I shall run around Konoha 100, 000 times to grow my speed!"

Sasuke nodded in wide concurrence, sticking his hand upwards too. "I shall watch your successes- My good comrade!"

"Sasuke!"

"Lee!"

"And Gai-Sensei!"

"Where…" Sasuke's head snapped in all paths, unable to deduce, well, where exactly Gai appeared. "That was sick!" The reminder of learning the Body-Flicker still hung near.

"You shall earn such skills too, youthful Sasuke. It's assured!" Gai boisterously echoed: His tone one of authentic ebullience. "100,000 laps!"

"Of course."

"This is gonna be good!"

(-)

Naruto exerted his neck, hearing a diminutive crack whistle. Heaving a deep sigh, he looked at the Ichiraku-Ramen banner with a bland exterior.

"Orochimaru and Kabuto couldn't access my mind." Still, Sasuke's mind was inaccessible too- something which signalled uncertainty. "Kurama surely protected mine then."

"Then something protected Sasuke's after…" Naruto hung his skull to the skies, his sapphire fleetingly shimmered with calculations before dispelling. "A waste of time."

In Naruto's opinion: Well, it wasn't as if he could surmise what happened. Opening up the flap to the shop, the Uzumaki hummed thoughtlessly. "Miso Ramen, please."

"Coming, now!"

Naruto realized something: Teuchi and Canon-Naruto were decently familial. Still, he wasn't too bothered by this block of information.

Placing a brittle hand below his cheek, Naruto's eyes floated along the shapes of the Ramen-Stand, discerning numerous customers quietly mumbling; not wanting to make noise.

He heard a bowl slide, as he looked onto the Ramen, with a minuscule smile embroiled into his features. "Thanks for the meal."

The bell hummed quietly, as two noisier existences wobbled into the shop. "Come on, Shikamaru. I barely get any Ramen, this is a good time."

"Sure, sure. Choji. And remember, I'm paying for this." Shikamaru grumbled exasperatedly, stumbling onto a chair with another low murmur. "This is too troublesome."

Naruto tuned the two out completely, returning to eating his Ramen, the warmth of the noodles approaching his nose. "Damn this is delicious."

Shikamaru allowed Choji to order the food for him, and noticed Naruto dining too. "Oh, you came?" The Nara guessed lazily.

Glancing aridly towards Shikamaru, predictably for interrupting his meal, Naruto exhaled in affirmation. "Yep, was feeling bored, and hungry after a meeting."

"Meeting?" Shikamaru drawled meaninglessly; snapping apart the chop-sticks. "No, I'm not energized to hear enough."

Naruto's nose choked amusedly, setting the bowl back. "Wasn't planning on explaining." He retorted non-amicably, sliding a few coins onto the counter.

The Uzumaki's hands floated into his pockets, as he rolled up his shoulders comfortingly, sliding the flap with an airy expression.

(-)

Suigetsu limply leaned against the nest with a large size of grapes in his hands, he glanced towards the other birds consuming the sets of fruits merrily.

His shoulders slouched, while he looked at the blade near him, the one Mangetsu granted him for special occasions. The Hozuki snapped his teeth, chewing quietly.

Suigetsu fiddled with the pile for small seconds, as he lowered his neck, peering into the cliff's distance, Mangetsu's summons agreed to help him greatly.

Still, they were compassionate and contained patience for him, Suigetsu only wanted to scour for Mangetsu, to check if he was safe, or alive.

He stood up, hauling the grapes into his mouth, and picked up his blade, slashing it diagonally. He stabbed himself in the abdomen, watching it become water briefly.

This could work well.

(-)

Naruto slid back swimmingly: Barely dodging the unanticipated 3 blurs drifting by his shape. He smiled amusedly, noticing Sasuke's grin of exuberance.

The Uzumaki speculated Gai and Lee weren't particularly fond of him, especially for his amicable rudeness towards the Uchiha, still: He walked along the path.

He glided through the lane; almost peacefully. Silence: he appreciated it deeply. Naruto strolled by countless individuals, until coming to his apartment complex.

Naruto disconnected his shoes with a clean kick, settling into his sofa, sinking into it with annoyance. "I'm getting too bored lately, a place with physical monsters, and maniacs."

"Then, why the heck am I bored?!"

Perhaps it was immature. After all, he needed to be elated by the lack of battles. Unfortunately, this was an alternate-timeline which meant that the canon-story wouldn't aid him much.

"Orochimaru's Hokage too." Naruto mirthfully laughed beneath his breath, placing his hands to back of his skull with a sigh of incuriousness. "What else was changed?"

Kabuto was a doctor. And detested him openly. Naruto's lips lifted slightly, he was going to get the medic annoyed by Sasuke, and that would be fun to watch.

Naruto's smile was sizably wicked: His plotting paused as he stood up properly. Sauntering towards the window, he heard a knock. "Enter…?"

Itachi bounced into the room, wearing his normal Anbu uniform, the always calculated, blank presence brewed in the air briefly. "Is Sasuke around?"

"He was with Gai and Lee, running." Naruto lifted up a shoulder, peering at the ceiling. "He stays with them sometimes."

"Mainly for competitions."

"I'm grateful." Itachi bowed diminutively, blurring into the distance, his existence dispelled completely. "Until another time."

"That wasn't scary at all." Naruto sardonically mumbled, sinking atop his carpets, eyeing his ceiling. "Wonder if the Uzumaki clan are still around?"

It was an amused guess, as they were eliminated in the 2nd Shinobi War, and Naruto never bothered to extract the information of their current statuses.

Naruto's arms clicked quietly, as he rolled them up, being soft enough to not make it hurt too deeply. "Chakra-Chains would be sick…"

If he recalled properly: Only 3 Uzumaki, canonically, could utilize the chains, Naruto slouched despondently, his disposition irritated. "Fortunate bastards."

It wasn't meant to sound hurtful: It was more of a childish frustration. Nose choking, Naruto straightened his arms onto the rolled out carpets, blinking slowly.

"Huh. I'm lazing around too much, Sasuke is training with Lee, Itachi, and Gai lately."

Rolling onto his stomach, Naruto forced himself up, cracking his neck softly before coiling his posture up properly. The Uzumaki breathed out deeply. "A small sprint could help."

Lifting up, then, lowering his legs, Naruto glided through his window, settling atop the balcony railing: The Uzumaki leaped onto the path, sapphire glimmering aridly.

He hurried diligently along the lane, his sprinting form smooth, unarguably skilled. Naruto's Uzumaki heritage aided his stamina greatly.

The Uzumaki's shoes clanged soundlessly onto the terrain, as he drifted forward with added hastiness. While he exerted his energy, Naruto fiddled with his chakra internally.

His chakra shot towards his legs, as a small surge of power collided into his knees, and beneath, making him stumble, and stop. "Okay, chakra-control is an ass."

He shot forward promptly.

(-)

Kakuzu merrily hummed to himself, placing a stack of pennies into his bag. Looking up anciently, his mature eyes stared towards something: something buried.

He tilted his head with a laugh of amusement emptily. Kakuzu's grasp on the tree-branch faded, as he relaxed onto the shrivelled up grass, with a bored expression.

"Oi- Yagura." Kakuzu rumbled patiently, his teeth, which were sharpened: as if they were weapons, snapped onto each-other curiously. "Are you finished?"

Yagura's pink-ish irises shrunk into concentration, as his staff shook fearfully. He swayed his skull, straightening up his legs completely. "Yep- The Water-Clone worked perfectly."

Kakuzu's nose rasped amusedly, he scratched his cheek, checking the skies fluttering higher than his existence, always. "Enough. He's waiting."

Yagura's features warped pleasantly,hHe clasped his staff calmingly. "You are not the one, who makes orders. Kakuzu, stay silent now."

His countenance deepened challengingly. Kakuzu's hand distorted, becoming a grey energy, almost strangling Yagura, who swimmingly dodged: by blurring to the side.

"Compassionate people, such as yourself, are annoying." Kakuzu rasped hoarsely, glancing back to Yagura with emotionlessness. "Now. He's waiting, still."

Yagura bellowed laughingly: His expression humoured, and yet contained acceptance, undesired acceptance. His shape blurred, as he disappeared.

(-)

Suigetsu clicked his teeth softly, watching the Bird-Summons commit to their constant training. Beaks banging onto beaks, claws slashing into the targets.

He grasped his blade with an unending deepness, he gasped into his mouth, exhausted from simply watching the successful exchange between opponents.

The birds weren't communicating with him, only sending meals onto his lap. He was grateful, but the realization Mangetsu wasn't safe stirred in the atmosphere.

Suigetsu silenced his inner-contemplations immediately, watching the identical forms of battle. His eyes lasted airily on the summons, as they slashed.

(-)

Sasuke, Lee, and Gai all settled onto a bench, sweating considerably, but this couldn't dampen their excited attitude. Then, Gai echoed elatedly. "Good work!"

"Thank you for your guidance, Gai-Sensei! I shall study with more determination!" Lee assured cheerfully, scratching his bandages with exuberance. "I shall surpass all expectations!"

Gai's eyes watered with tears, as he diligently wiped them away, grinning boisterously. "Oh, Lee! Your youthfulness is only starting!"

Sasuke's lips hung upwards softly. He soundlessly strolled into the distance, hearing the bellows of Gai and Lee's promises. Perhaps he could appreciate this new life now.

He staggered slightly, the drowsiness settling into him completely. Itachi captured him, while blurring. Sasuke smiled drowsily. He would appreciate this.

(-)

Naruto drilled his hands into his pockets, pausing from his 10-minute sprinting-session. The Uzumaki walked towards his apartment complex, clambering through the window.

He connected onto the balcony, sauntering inwards, and shutting the window after. Placing a hand onto his mouth, Naruto wobbled onto his sofa.

His chakra whistled for a small second until surging- Naruto sighed deeply in frustration, the incapability was becoming too annoying for this.

(-)

Kurama laughed with conceited mirth. He could feel the Uzumaki prying into accessing his inner-energy. The Kitsune quieted, as his mouth choked. "He's still unable too."

"Heh." Kurama grinned cunningly, his face monstrously composed, unfeeling. "The brat's gonna need to learn…" Fire-brick irises peered into the distance.

"Once he can control his chakra, then mine shall be easy." Kurama mumbled thoughtfully, burying his head into a crimson pillow in peacefulness. "This is quite fun…"

Bringing his shape upwards, Kurama's teeth clicked anciently, as his expression whirled into callousness. "Naruto Uzumaki. You would be your own type of monstrosity…"

"Until he came." The Kitsune rumbled amusedly, the seal shuddered with strength, with Kurama's tails swaying. "He shall be someone powerful- or worse, and, until then."

The seal shook: It shuddered again, deeper, less calm, as the Kitsune grinned monstrously. "This game. The game of the rulers. All of this is starting now!"

(-)

Then, irises of a deep, witting, ocean emerged: Shukaku. Matatabi. Isobu. Son-Goku. Kokuo. Saiken. Chomei. Gyuki. Kurama. The entities laughed, excitedly, or patiently.

(-)

Kakuzu leaned one leg atop the other, glaring into the authenticity of existence itself, and, then, smiled excitedly. "Yagura- You're gonna quit the organization soon?"

"Perhaps."

Yagura's pink-ish irises distorted greatly, as his body shivered uncomfortably. Corals flooded into the air, grabbing onto Kakuzu, who lifted his eye-brows curiously.

Isobu chortled elatedly, flexing his arms with an ecstatic-eye. "Ah. I gained some control, this took long enough." He complainingly mumbled, peering towards Kakuzu childishly.

"The 3-Tails. Or Isobu. A pleasure, certainly." Kakuzu rumbled out with his deep, gruff tone. And eyed the coral unaffectedly. "This is sturdy."

Exerting his arms, Kakuzu's muscles bulged powerfully, as the coral only cracked in a minuscule length. "Of course. After all, you are the monstrosity's child, or conqueror."

Isobu clapped with considerable immaturity, snapping his –Or Yagura's- fingers quietly, dispersing the coal with a grin of strength, unbridled. "Conqueror, smonderor."

"Not too much time to speak." Isobu thoughtlessly murmured, leaning back onto a tree-bark with his lips hanging upwards. "I remember you. Hashirama and-…"

Isobu's yellow warped into the pink-ish ones of Yagura's, who looked exhausted: as if he fought for hours with no time to stop. "He could never control me properly."

Kakuzu's mouth choked with a mass of laughter. His arms rose skywards with spry concentration. "The 3-tails is wild, dissimilar to your attitude."

"Please, shut that annoying mouth, now."

(-)

Morning:

Naruto leaned his back onto Minato's-Stone-Face, peering deeper at the skies: as if it contained dozens of secrets needing to be distinguished.

Sasuke situated himself onto the mountainous terrain, looking towards Konoha's populace, a grin of ebullience stamped onto his face.

The Uzumaki, still looking skywards, heaved an unnaturally heavy sigh. "It's 6-AM. The academy starts around 7-AM. Need anything?"

"Nah." Sasuke airily declined, sitting cross-legged. "Lee and I are gonna be a great team soon! We're kicking everyone's asses!"

"Sounds fun." Naruto's nose rasped amusedly, he gutturally choked inside his neck, distinctly bored. "The academy's starting to teach seriously. Pretty exciting."

Sasuke hummed cheerfully, keeping his countenance one of drowsiness. "I'm still exhausted. Gai-Sensei's always getting us to become faster."

"You agreed to 10, 000 laps? Heh." Naruto grinned sarcastically, rolling onto his side. "You definitely collapsed, or something?"

"I only succeeded in 200. And needed to use chakra until I started depleting it too soon." Sasuke explained inattentively, while forging hand-signs after. "Crazy!"

"What's the amount of laps I could succeed with?" Naruto massaged his chin contemplatively, as the wind perturbed his hair exuberantly. "Oh, well."

"You could come with me, and participate in the competitions!" Sasuke gleefully suggested, a cheeky smirk adorning his lips. "It would be sick."

Naruto guided his hands to the back of his neck, sinking into the feeling of comfortableness, while laughing sardonically. "My impression wasn't that good."

"No need to worry at all!" Sasuke merrily placated, pumping a small Fire-Ball from his mouth slowly. "Gai-Sensei's compassionate as hell!"

The Uzumaki internally used his own chakra, as it slammed into his system, unable to grow completely. "Maybe…Not too certain."

Naruto stood up, concentrating onto his chakra, feeling as the inner-energy squirmed. "Okay. Transformation." His shape warped, becoming a taller, buffer Orochimaru after.

"What the f#ck?!" Sasuke bellowed confusedly, pointing towards the monstrosity, while back-tracking near the edge of the Stone-Faces, looking unprepared. "Stop…"

The Uzumaki's shape, once again, distorted greatly, becoming a blonde-boy with sapphire eyes: The normal form arrived. "I'm never using that technique again."

"Please…" Sasuke mumbled surely, his own arms shuddering with deep, bristling fear. "That was traumatic…Worse than the Konoha 12's faces."

"Indisputably."

(-)

Kakashi bounced onto a fence, flitting towards Orochimaru's office, while busying himself with Icha-Icha-Paradise, a languidly pleased feeling entered his eye.

"Oh- You lecherous protagonists." Kakashi casually glided onto another roof-top, circling certain sections with filtered attention. "This book is perfection."

He deduced he was 3 hours late: Something which became natural for him along the years. After a long- relaxing session. Kakashi blurred unstoppably, settling into the office.

"My apologies." Kakashi slanted his head airily, his book still opened enough for him to glance secretively. "I was fighting my uncle's descendants, they were quite challenging."

"Same." Asuma pitched in helpfully, lifting his hand up, as he leaned back onto the door. "I was fighting counter-parts of Kakashi, all of them were…Something."

The gathered Shinobi either exhaled woefully, or mouths choked; almost quietly. Orochimaru clapped with humour, his lips coiling upwards. "I surmise you were the winner?"

Kakashi buried his hands into his pockets, shutting his eye in confirmation. "Of course. And, Asuma. Were my counter-parts powerful?"

"They were something."

"Now." Orochimaru clasped his hands interestedly, lowering his neck, as he peered into the atmosphere with cunningness. "My scientists-…"

(-)

Naruto crouched diminutively, blurring into the air, as his shape dispersed. His sapphire eyes greatly glimmered, watching the winds.

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While Naruto hurried.

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Sadness.


A/N: Bye.