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"So... how is this Therapy?"

Sirzechs came to check up on how Naruto's therapy was going, mostly because he was on his 11th therapist at the moment. Imagine his surprise when his parents told him that Naruto had gotten 10 therapists to quit their jobs in order to better themselves, and he had made no progress in his own therapy.

*PAM*

Naruto's fist slammed into his opponent's stomach.

"Good hit, that left an impact!" Naruto's opponent was knocked off of his feet and sent flying across the room, his back hit the concrete wall and put a crater in it. The walls of the room they were in were at least 20 feet thick, and the crater was easily 5 feet deep and 10 feet tall. It could easily fit a few more people inside of it.

Sirzechs was surprised to see his younger cousin was fighting Naruto.

"That felt good, but you leaned back at the last moment! I'm either super rusty, or you're just THAT good with your instincts!" Naruto complimented his opponent as he allowed him to get out of the crater he was in, his shirt ripped up around the stomach, a bruise forming there.

Naruto and his opponent vanished from view.

They appeared in the middle of the room and their forearms collided, with Sirzechs being pushed back a foot by the shockwave that their bodies colliding released.

Sairaorg had a face slightly resembling his own, but he was taller and more muscular than Sirzechs. Sirzechs would happily admit when it came to hand to hand combat, PURE hand to hand, that his cousin was leagues above him. He was a Wizard/Power type fighter who fought with magical power and small amounts of hand to hand. His cousin on the other hand was a pure physical fighter who put all of his stat points into attack, defense, and HP if you were to apply video game logic to his body.

He was a tank.

"I think you're rusty, that should have hurt more, but your punch was a little unfocused!" Sairaorg was enjoying himself as he and Naruto traded another blow. "You're faster than me, that is for sure. You're a speed type fighter, are you?" Sairaorg caught Naruto's knee when he jumped up to kick him.

He instantly realized his mistake, when he noticed that the attack had been a distraction to keep his hands at bay. He felt Naruto slam both of his hands down on his right shoulder, popping it right out of place. His arm went slack and released Naruto's knee, but he leaned forward and pushed his hand up against Naruto's face, throwing him backwards.

They landed apart from each other, with Sairaorg popping his shoulder back into place before his feet had even touched the ground.

"Actually, I think I'm pretty balanced."

"You trained hard for these skills, who taught you this fighting style, it's very unique. I've never fought a person who is as capable of reacting to attacks at the last moment." Sairaorg and Naruto both vanished in a blur of speed.

Sirzechs just watched.

"I learned THIS fighting style from Toads, but without using Sage Mode it's not as effective. Honestly, I'm impressed by your stamina, nobody has ever trained with me for this long before. Usually their stamina can't keep up." Naruto complimented Sairaorg as their fists slammed into each other.

Their fists impacting each other was shaking the room slightly and putting cracks in the floor and ceiling. It was actually a little concerning to know that Naruto was a human with superhuman strength, speed, and durability that a normal human couldn't possess easily.

"Toads? HA! Now that sounds insane, but it MUST be true!"

"It's super insane, I can't place your martial arts either, but you're a master, that's for sure. I've only fought a couple of people as skilled as you are."

"Oh, and who are these warriors."

"Don't remember, but my body remembers!"

"HAHA! Amusing!"

Sirzechs watched as the two fighters fought at speeds that put Knight-class fighters to shame, each of them easily faster than sound itself. He heard the sounds of their voices after they were done moving between spot, he could see their mouths moving, but the sound of their voices each him AFTER they were done. The delay between his vision and his hearing was enough for him to smile to himself, because he could see both fighters were greatly amused.

"Taijutsu and Ninjutsu are my specialties, since I can't do Genjutsu very well... I think, maybe Genjutsu is my specialty and I just don't remember... I know how to break illusions I think, but pounding my enemy with my fists just feels right." Naruto got hit in the stomach and knocked back into the wall. He changed his flight in mid air and his feet touched the ceiling, where he stuck there. He raised his hands up and crossed his fingers. "Make More Narutos Technique (temporary name)!" Naruto called out.

A second Naruto appeared.

"Ah! That is an amazing technique, you divided your energy between you and the clone... did you also divide your physical abilities?" Sairaorg asked as he blocked a punch from the clone, but was pushed back a step. Naruto landed on top of the clone's shoulder and kicked him in the chin, before the clone popped from an undercut to the jaw. "Nope! That was just as strong as your punch earlier!" Sairaorg jumped back and created distance between himself and Naruto, before Naruto's feet could touch the ground.

He took a stance and punched the air a few times, sending powerful shockwave blasts at Naruto. Naruto just crossed his arms in front of himself and took the blows as they pushed him back. It was then that Sairaorg cleared the distance between them.

"Yeah, but they pop when you damage them even a little, and they don't bother protecting themselves from hits since they are disposable... and I think they have some other ability, but I don't remember." Naruto uncrossed his arms and grabbed a firm grip on Sairaorg's fist with one of his hands, and his other hand swung out.

In a second they were in a physical strength deadlock, each of them holding onto the other's wrist with one of their hands.

"A hidden ability, I hope you remember it soon. Otherwise this therapy would feel wasted, so, Taijutsu is hand to hand, and Genjutsu is illusions, I take it that other techniques like the Make More Narutos Technique would be called Ninjutsu?" Sairaorg questioned Naruto as they pushed their physical strength against each other. "You're VERY strong for a person with your lean muscle, you seem like a speed fighter to me just by looking at your body, but looking closely you can see those muscles are actually focused on power!" Sairaorg had ripped open Naruto's top and revealed his chest muscles.

He looked skinnier with his clothes on, but the less clothes he wore the more you could see just how well trained his muscles were. They weren't just athletic muscles, they were muscles that were developed for killing people.

TRUE warrior muscle.

Developed in a world where losing a fight meant death, so every muscle had to be developed for the very purpose of surviving in a harsh world.

"I've trained since I was a itty bitty little brat, that's just what being a child soldier does to you I guess... kind of ruins your childhood though." Naruto complained a little.

"You complimented my stamina, but we've been at this for 10 hours and you're barely sweating. I've never had a sparring partner last more than 1 hour with me before the collapse."

"... Oh dear." Sirzechs realized something rather startling.

Naruto got along GREAT with people that could punch him in the face VERY HARD, and Naruto was developing a very strong bond with his cousin. The two of them were trading KILLING blows with each other, though they didn't seem like they were trying to kill, and that was what was allowing them to open up to each other.

Sairaorg was using deadly force against Naruto, and Naruto was using deadly force as well, but the two of them were both so well trained and strong that anything less wouldn't be enough for them to properly call it sparring.

"We asked Sairaorg to help, since the most common part of what Naruto remembers of his past is that he was constantly training, or in life or death battles. Regular therapists aren't trained to deal with a child as messed up as this one... so we went with unconventional methods... for fear of having more of our people quit their jobs."

"Makes sense to me." Sirzechs realized that there was a therapist in the room with him, recording down everything that Naruto said and did.

He was taking notes on Naruto's experienced that he was able to remember from sparring with Sairaorg, and then using those notes to do an evaluation on Naruto's mental health. It was very unconventional, but they were dealing with a child soldier with years of military experience. Common sense didn't apply here.

"Oh don't get me wrong, I just didn't know what to expect. Rias and Sirzechs seemed kind of squishy to me is all, since you're demon I expected you all to be all dark power and stuff... it's refreshing to see that that there are some meat heads like me among you." Naruto both complimented and insulted his sparring partner.

He leaned back as a punch swung by his face.

"Sairaorg agreed to this... though that part isn't surprising." Sirzechs realized his cousin was a battle maniac, so getting to fight a human from a time far different than their own would for sure seem like a treat to the man. The two were close to the same age as well, with Naruto being physically younger.

At the same time, Naruto was much more experienced with real battle than Sairaorg was, and it showed. Sairaorg spent years and years training, but he was still a young devil that lacked the same experience that a battle hardened veteran like Naruto had. It showed in the small, very small, moments where Sairaorg tried to analyze Naruto in the middle of the battle, and ended up taking a fist to his body for it.

While Naruto was able to read his opponent while battling, without losing his focus on the battle itself. It was a small but noticable difference in how it effected them, but in a battle that small difference was made all the difference in the world.

Sairaorg couldn't gain the upper hand in the fight.

It looked like they were even, but Naruto was leading the fight like a dance. Sairaorg was pushing to lead, but Naruto was able to read him and keep the flow of battle in his favor. At the same time, Naruto's skills were clearly rusty. His body wasn't moving at top form, so despite the battle being in his favor he wasn't fighting at his best. His reactions were slowed down by his battle instincts being weakened from his time as a statue.

Sairaorg was incapable of getting the upper hand.
At the same time Naruto was too rusty to deliver a finishing blow without risking giving the flow of battle to Saiaorg.

"It's beautiful, seeing two skilled fighters so perfectly and evenly matched."

"Is that what you see?" Sirzechs could see the therapist wasn't a fighter if that was what she saw. She was seeing the battle from the wrong point of view. He could see that Sairaorg was having the time of his life, not because he was fighting his equal, but because he was fighting somebody that was better than him. Sairaorg could tell that Naruto was rusty, and he was pushing his hardest so that Naruto could shake the rust off.

Sairaorg wanted to lose.

He wanted to get all the rust off of Naruto's abilities so that he could lose to Naruto and see the areas he could improve himself. He was fighting his best to win of course, knowing that no matter how much he tried to win he was going to lose. He was using this fight to learn about a fighting style that he wasn't going to beat, so that he could better himself.

"You're amazing!" Naruto and Sairaorg shouted at each other.

'Naruto sees Sairaorg as an equal, but Sairaorg sees Naruto as his better... It's unique to see two people so strong, who enjoy fighting, have so much respect for an opponent they just met.' Sirzechs could see that neither fighter was arrogant about their strength. That was what made their fight beautiful.

They weren't evenly matched.

Sairaorg was going to lose, his stamina would eventually give out. He was putting more effort into the fight, his movements wasted more stamina than Naruto's movements. Naruto had already realized the same things that Sirzechs had realized, and had turned the battle into a stamina fight. Not to mention Sairaorg was taking damage, and damage added up over time.

This was dancing.

"Phew... I don't see how I can take you down at this rate. My punches just don't seem to being lasting damage." Sairaorg looked at Naruto's body and how it seemed to recovery too quickly. He wasn't able to land enough hits to overpower Naruto's ability to recover.

"I'm an Uzumaki."

"What does that mean?"

"Kurama told me my family were known for powerful life force, healing chakra, sealing stuff, and having huge chakra reserves. I always thought that my power to heal fast was purely from Kurama... but turns out that was only half true... I'm more impressed that you can fight so well injured!" Naruto looked over his opponents body at the many bruises that were forming, and had formed, over the course of their fight.

"I'm very durable."

"I can see that!"

All good things came to an end though.

After several more hours of fighting, Sairaorg physically wasn't able to stay on his feet anymore. He was covered in sweat and bruises, down on one knee. His hair was soaked in his sweat, and his nose was bleeding from where Naruto had given him a good hit.

Naruto was sweating, but his injuries weren't nearly as visible as Sairaorg's injuries were, and in a couple of hours they would be gone.

"That was a great fight, though I still feel rusty. We should do this again some time." Naruto extended his hand to Sairaorg to help him stand up. Sairaorg didn't hesitate to take the hand, and with a heft he was pulled to his feet.

He released a heavy breath.

"Phew, I'm exhausted... and looking forward to doing this again. You've got to tell me, what is the name of that fighting style... or did you forget?"

"Frog Kata... things related to Senjutsu are the one damn thing that I will never be able to forget... I've got trauma with Senjutsu." Naruto laughed at his trauma, but his voice showed the slightest tremble, which did seem real.

"Frog Kata learned from Toads."

"Yep, it's not complete with I'm not using Sage Mode, but when you master this fighting style you can learn to use your body to react to attacks at the last second. Though... The Frog Strike isn't suitable for sparring." Naruto deadpanned when he thought of that. "It... really hurts to be hit by it." Naruto remembered his training to learn the Frog Strike with Pa toad.

"Frog Strike."

"I can only use it in Sage Mode, but pretty much, I destroy my enemies inner organs by slapping my hand against them, and sending Senjutsu chakra through their body. Since it ignores how durable my enemy is and destroys organs, I can't use it for sparring or training... though I had it used against me." Naruto shivered when he remembered healing from having his organs damaged from his training. He didn't remember it as much as his body still felt the phantom pains from recieving those attacks.

Sairaorg laughed.

"That sounds deadly."

"It is, but it leaves a pretty corpse I'm told... it doesn't destroy the outside."

"I see, I noticed your fighting style didn't seem complete... it seems like you really need Senjutsu to make the fighting style work." Sairaorg had noticed that in their fight.

Naruto just nodded.

"It uses Senjutsu to extend the range of my attacks, makes them impossible to sense or dodge, and lets me counterattack at the last second. The point of the style is to revolve around Senjutsu to make the Taijutsu flawless in attack and defense... but the risk is that I can't absorb Senjutsu chakra while fighting... so once I run out of senjutsu chakra it really takes a toll on the body, and can give my opponents an opening." Naruto explained as he started to throw out punches to show off his point, and he pretended to be exhausted as if he had just dropped sage mode. "... I was training on how to get rid of that weakness when I turned to stone... so I'm still thinking of a way to recharge my Sage Mode during battle... well kind of... I'm not to keen on senjutsu right now." Naruto admitted.

Being stuck in Sage Mode for an insane amount of time would make a person kind of reluctant to make use of it.

"What about storing Sage Mode in a clone, I noticed that the chakra in that clone returned to you when it popped." Sairaorg had noticed that in the battle.

Naruto looked at him for a second.

...

"That's genius, I wish I had thought of that sooner, then I wouldn't have turned to stone... though I can already see some disadvantages to that too." Naruto could imagine that his clone wouldn't be able to gather chakra properly if it was distracted by other clones. He would be forced to limit the number of clones he could use in battle while he had a clone gathering sage chakra, which would place a limit on his battle style.

Though, if he had NO clones gathering energy he would be able to truly go all out with clones, but that would run down his Sage chakra faster as well.

"I'm sure you would have thought of it on your own eventually, you seem very creative. I blame your memory loss for not thinking of it sooner." Sairaorg couldn't take all the credit for the idea. He could tell that Naruto was the kind of guy that would have thought of the same thing sooner or later. "More than anything though, the sheer potency of your chakra was too much for my Touki. What kind of training did you do to get your chakra that intense?" Sairaorg was curious about if he could use such training to enhance his own fighting power.

Naruto laughed nervously at that one.

"Partially being an Uzumaki, partially having a Father who had Kage-level reserves, partially being an Ex-Jinchuriki, and Kurama said that there was something hidden deep in my chakra that he couldn't place... so it's honestly just lucky genetics and unlucky circumstances that led to my chakra reserves being so thick and bulky." Naruto couldn't take credit for his training on that one. While he trained his body and skills to be where they were, his chakra, healing, and durability were mostly just his genetics at play.

Sairaorg hummed in thought.

"Not too helpful, but without proper training you wouldn't have been able to use those gifts the way you do, so I'll still respect the effort it took for you to use that power. It's kind of sad that you weren't a loser like me." Sairaorg would have really liked it if Naruto was the same kind of loser that he was.

Naruto laughed LOUD.

"Oh, I was a HUGE loser! It took my training with a pervert and toads before I was this skilled and strong, if my chakra reserves weren't as big as they were, I would have been way below average... the ONLY things I were good at were being deceptive and creative! I was unskilled and kind of weak!" Naruto HAD to correct Sairaorg on that front. "... I have a very bad inferiority complex that leads me to not accepting praise without downplaying myself..." Naruto realized one of his own problems right then and there.

The Therapist wrote that down.

"Can't... take... praise."

"Well... Naruto, Sairaorg, lets go get something to eat, you two must be starving!" Sirzechs called out to them now that the therapy session was over. For some reason though, this kind of therapy seemed to suit Naruto MUCH more than the kind that his parents had expected Naruto to go through.

Using your fists to solve your emotional problems.

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