Summary: What kind of man holds the title "Most Dangerous Man Alive"? Is he strong? Is he smart? Is he even sane? Good question. Why don't you ask him yourself, he is here right now, protecting the most hated person in Konoha.
Disclaimer – I don't own Naruto or any of the characters in this story.
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It was getting worse, the glares, the whispers, the hostility, and there wasn't anything he could do to stop it. Hiruzen took a deep breath from his pipe and continued to ponder the situation. Uzumaki Naruto was the problem, or at least the focus of it, there was nothing he could do to stop someone from hating another and while the child had allies, those allies where limited in their options. He couldn't rely on Jiraya as the man had bolted when the hat dropped, but he couldn't leave the child alone. He pulled out the files from the drawer left behind by his predecessor/successor. Uzumaki Naruto had a brother 5 years older than her, he wasn't around simply Because they couldn't find him, he had gone missing only hours after his birth leaving his parents devastated to the point that they almost didn't have another child.
Hiruzen frowned at that thought. 'Tragedy just seems to follow that family.' He looked over the files. Minato had not given up looking, not for a moment and it seemed he came pretty close to finding him. When Hiruzen reclaimed the position of Hokage he continued the search and finally got some solid information. 'Uzumaki Menma, seems he found some of his history. Age 11, already? Seems to be training under Jin the Rabbit, or was as he has been seen wandering the nation's, reminds me of Uchiha Itachi. Raised somewhere near The Land of Iron, don't know how he ended up there. Seems he had a foster family, Had being the key word. Were they the ones who kidnapped him or did they just happen to find him? and how did they die? Apparently there was a fire but also rumours of some demon. At least it seems not to have affected his personality too much, a "Sarcastic Asshole" is a way to put it. Perhaps it's time that he meets his real family, I just hope he decides to chance it.'
After much thought the elderly leader of the village put the files away and stood up.
"Spider, Hawk" he called out and suddenly two cloaked figures wearing masks appeared before him.
"We're going to visit someone"
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It seems he's gained something of a reputation, that's the only reason he could think of why he kept getting jumped. Unfortunately, like the last batch, they weren't challenging enough and he quickly got bored so he killed them all. Again. If this kept up his skills were going to rust. He pointed his right hand at the corpses and set them alight, not bothering to search them for money. He just couldn't care less. When he got to the next village he walked into the first shop he saw, a ramen bar. Half way into his bowl he sensed a presence headed his way, he focused on it and detected three shinobi, all quite strong, no hostility strangely enough. He waited for them, not as if he would have gotten up if they were hostile, he was just too lazy for that. An old man sat down next to him and ordered, the others waited outside. After a few minutes the man finally spoke.
"You're a difficult person to find, Uzumaki Menma"
Menma glanced over for a moment. "I didn't know I warranted attention."
"Hmm, not yet. I actually knew your parents"
"Funny I don't recognise you"
"Your blood parents"
"Ooh?" Menma replied with a raised eyebrow. He didn't care where his blood came from. To him there were things stronger than blood. Blood was just the past, just History.
"They died some time ago, I found you based on some notes your father left behind"
"Huh… so why are you here?" He didn't do the lovey dovey crap so might as well get to the point.
The old man put a photo on the counter and slid it in front of him, it was a picture of a young girl, blond with whisker birthmarks… just like his. "Her name is Uzumaki Naruto, she is 6 years old and she really needs your help"
She looked nervous is the picture, but… "What makes you think I'm the one to help her?"
"I have no reason to believe you aren't"
They sat in silence, eating there ramen. When the old man was finished he got up and said "I know about the fire, you can act like it never happened and that you are an unwavering oak but I know that it scarred you. Still, worse things have happened to better people. I hope you make the right choice before it is too late. Just think about your bushido and what Jin would do in your position"
With that he left, leaving the photo behind.
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He stood before the gargantuan gates of Konoha. It has been two years since his talk with the old man. In those two years he had fought strong opponents and had gotten stronger as a result. He wore white black pants with black saddles, a white jacket with a red scarf that matched his red hair and covered the lower half of his face, he held his precious Shirasaya sword "Hane" in his left hand. He had a bag with a large scroll attached underneath on his back. Menma took a deep breath and started walking forwards. 'Master Jin will skin me alive if he finds out how long I took' really it shouldn't have taken him 2 years to make a decision to save someone but Menma wasn't ready yet. Still isn't.
He walked past the two shinobi guarding the gate without drawing their attention. He walked down the Main Street, taking in the sites, ignoring the flinches from people who saw his eyes. He knew he didn't have the most appealing eyes. His Sclera (the whites of the eyes) were pitch black while his irises were white, the effects of a forbidden Jutsu he used to get an edge over his opponents. He didn't care what other people thought of him, they were all blank faces anyway. He took out the picture in his pocket, the one of his… Sister. He looked at the photo for a moment before flipping it over to see the address on the back. He couldn't be bothered asking for directions so he leapt up the the roof of a building and closed his eyes. Amongst the blackness that was his eyelids he saw lights everywhere, many of them where weak and unimportant, some where strong and alluring. But only one, the strongest was the one he felt familiar with and it seemed to be at the heart of the village. He took off in the direction until he came face to face with the building.
'It seems the old man was more important than I thought. There about a few dozen strong chakra signatures in this building, all of whom would get in my way… fuck it' he inhaled deeply and tensed his muscles "Quick Style: Phantom Menace" he leapt straight at the familiar presence and went straight through the wall like some ghost. Just as he landed behind the old man masked figures moved to intercept him. he couldn't help it, utilising his Bloodline he exploded into action. Faster than an experienced eye could see he stepped to the side and drew his sword, he vibrated it at a high speeds and cut through a blade at the hilt before smashing the mask with the hilt. One down. Three to go. He moved to another, cutting their forearm and thrusting into their chest with his sheath. Two down. He moved to the third, stabbing their thigh and punching them in the gut. Three down. One left. Starting with the first he had moved in a circle around the old man dealing with the masked men and was coming the fourth one which, like the first was next to him.
Menma slashed his back and kicked the back of his knee. All four opponents have been defeated. Menma returned to his position behind the old man, once he sheathed his blade the Jutsu ended, he slowed down to their speed and watched as the masked men were either knocked unconscious or collapsed from their injuries. He took a deep breath and exhaled as the effects of moving that fast caught up with him. All was silent for a moment be for the old man spoke up. "Did you really need to make such a mess of my men?"
Despite the fact he couldn't see, Menma shrugged "They came at me, I couldn't help it" he then walked around the old man, coming into view.
The old man sighed "Pick yourselves up and go to the infirmary" Menma assumed he was talking to the masks and was correct when the two that were still conscious vanished with their comrades.
At this point Menma felt a sharp pain in his shoulders "Fuck, whiplash" he dropped his bag and scroll before massaging his shoulders the best he could. "Forgot I was carrying cargo"
"Consider it Karma" the old man chuckled. "I don't believe I have introduced myself, I am Sarutobi Hiruzen and I am the Third Hokage, the leader of this village. I'm glad you decided you come, Menma.
"Yeah well, better late than never, isn't that what they say?" He replied sounding slightly disappointed in himself.
"Yes I suppose. Naruto's class should be ending any minute now" Hiruzen pressed a button under his desk and some shinobi poked their head in. "Could your bring me Uzumaki Naruto when his class finishes please"
The shinobi nodded before vanishing behind the door while Menma raised an eyebrow "His?"
Hiruzen took a break before saying "Perhaps I should catch you up to speed. Do you know what a Jinchuriki is?"
Menma shook his head "Can't say I have, sounds ominous"
"A Jinchuriki is someone who, for lack of better word, has had a demon sealed within them…"
"Must be a powerful demon" Menma interrupted "I'm guessing Naruto is one then"
"Yes, she holds the Nine Tailed Fox Spirit, I tried to give her a normal childhood but…"
"But they found out" he interrupted again "I'm a little out of the loop but I know Konoha was attacked by the Nine tails. I also know that people see only what they want too… They blamed her didn't they" he finished in a slightly dejected tone.
"Yes, and while many believe her to be a boy when she was younger she was getting people's attention, especially from the children of those who hated her. So they attacked her and ripped out her hair"
Menma sighed and scratched the back of his head with his right hand. "I should have been there"
"Well, you're here now"
"Yeah cause that's real fucking helpful"
"It is and more than you think"
"Listen I…" Menma was interrupted as the door nearly burst of its hinges "OLD MAN" Menma blinked as the screaming voice shot passed him.
He decided it would be best if he took a couple steps back and let the kid impersonating the sun calm down. The kid had bright blond hair and was wearing an orange jacket, orange pants fucking orange everything. The way he rambled to Hiruzen reminded Menma of an excited puppy. 'She I mean, this must be Naruto… my…'
Hiruzen seemed to be calming Naruto down so he started listening in. "Naruto, there is a reason why I called you here. You see it has to do with your family"
"Yo-you know my mom and dad?! What were they like? Were they shinobi? Were they Super Awsome? Why didn't you tell me you knew my mom and dad? Did they…"
Naruto finally stopped when Hiruzen interrupted her "Naruto calm down please. In order yes I knew your parents, yes they were shinobi, yes they were "Super Awsome" and the reason I didn't tell you is the same reason why I won't tell you anything else, because of your brother."
"My-my brother?" naruto seemed shocked, guess if she figured if she hadn't had a family it was because… she hadn't had a family.
"Yes, your brother. You see around twelve years ago, when your brother was born he was kidnapped. Your parents were devastated, so devastated that they almost didn't want you, in case you too were kidnapped"
"Why was he Kidnapped though? And do you know where he is? Is he in trouble? Are you gonna rescue him? Can I come? I'll be really useful I promise, I've been practicing my Shuriken Jutsu, Please let me help, I…"
"NARUTO!" He shouted, interrupting her again. "Calm down. In order, he was Kidnapped because your parents were "super awesome" and as for where he is. He's right behind you" he finished, pointing in Menma's direction.
There was silence in the room as Naruto slowly looked behind her and saw the red haired figure for the first time. Remembering what Hiruzen said about the attack, Menma had no Idea what kind of trauma he was dealing with but he head you should treat them like rabbits. So, ignoring what had happened for the passed five minutes, he got down on one knee and laid his sword down, making sure to keep eye contact with his sister. With his right hand he pulled down his scarf, revealing the rest of his face, and the whisker birthmarks they shared.
"Umm, hi. My name is Uzumaki Menma" he got a little nervous when she just kept staring at him, not even blinking. He glanced over at the old man who just watched the interaction. Suddenly he felt arm wrap around his neck, she was hugging him. He made a face that only the old man could see, he really did awkward stuff, hated it in fact. Menma hesitantly wrapped his arms around the girl and hugged her back.
After a minute or two he felt her shudder and his shoulder felt a bit wet, she was crying and shortly after she was screaming. He looked over to Hiruzen who watched with a sad smile. It seems Menma had a lot of work to do. He gulped 'What have I gotten myself into'.
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Well it's been a couple years. The last story I published was in 2018 and it's now 2020 and have been doing anything between now and then? No. Because I'm fucking lazy. But I figured I might as well try and get back into the swing of things and in my last story I said I'd do Multi chapter soon so here we go. Also how do you like Menma so far? I want to make him someone worth of the title of the most dangerous man alive but I don't want to make him absurdly strong. By the time we hit canon he should be someone who could make Uchiha Itachi and Hoshigaki Kisame nervous but Jiraiya can hold his own against him. His eyes are technically a doujutsu but not a bloodline just the result of a forbidden Jutsu, already have a power for them but feel free to guess. Menma's bloodline Quick Style is simply a random genetic mutation, Naruto will not be inheriting it. Speaking of which what do you prefer Quick style or Swift release? Personally I prefer Swift release but I don't want to be calling Fire StyleFire Release the entire time. I know I could call them Jinton and Katon but it would be a hassle to try and translate my original Jutsu to Japanese. Not to mention that Quick Style/Swift Release always felt like an afterthought, it's a body type bloodline not an elemental type. If you have any Ideas let my know cause I have been going on for far to long.
P.S. Before I forget I got the Idea of Naruto's attack and trauma from o0Black-Sand0o and his story "All started with a smell". It follows canon pretty closely with a few nudges here and there.
P.P.S. I don't know too much about trauma and am kinda guessing here so I apologise if I offended anyone suffering from Trauma.
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