Note: I'm pushing history forward a little, you'll know what I mean when you read it. and Tsunade never really left the village, she just locked herself up in the hospital and ran herself ragged with being a medic.

CHAPTER TWO

The Despair of the Night

It was like all the stars in the universe, including the sun and a few stray meteors, danced and flew around before Naruto's eyes before he clasped them shut as the force of about ten earth infused enraged gorillas summons slammed on his crotch with enough power to elicit a scary crunching sound.

Naruto's knees knocked against themselves as Shikamaru withdrew his foot, tears filmed over his eyes and he fell onto his knees, clutching his aching pride with all both tender hands and tight protection to prevent any other attack to it, before he fell onto his side in a foetal position. Behind the heavily panting Shikamaru, his astounded teammates, sensei and ANBU captain gaped in shock; even Ino, a proud girl that was never afraid to speak her mind, held her tongue and slowly covered her precious privates with one hand while the other hovered over the slowly healing stomach wound on Yugao, who, if she could move, would also cover her crotch. They all shuddered at the shameful sobbing cries that came from the once proud assassin.

A last loud scream escaped the Nara clan heads oldest son before he passed out.

Ten minutes of fitful dreaming later and Naruto sputtered awake, realizing that he was lying on a soft bed that had deep blue and black bed sheets on it. The room he was in couldn't be described as big but it couldn't be said to be small either, it was the size of an average room for an average middle upper class to mid high class earning family. The ceiling was speckled with drawings of white stars and a bright white moon painted around the window sill that cast light into the room. He strained his eyes around and saw that the walls were at least painted in a slightly brighter shade of blue, instead of the gloomy purple, blue and black of the ceiling and furniture. There was a desk under the painted moon slash window, beside his bed, and a connecting bathroom opposite the room from the desk, beside a large wardrobe.

He tried to stand up but an invisible force kept him in place. He sighed from his aching private and looked to his right, at his desk, and said. "Dad." No need to break out of the hold just yet.

Shikaku Nara had been sitting in the room ever since Naruto had been dropped off. Not even a moment after his son had been placed on his bed he had captured him in his shadow and ordered everyone to leave, even Yoshino. The Nara clan head narrowed his eyes at his son, the room was brightly lit enough to get a good look at his dad and he closed his eyes at the age that met him from years of not knowing where he had been. Shikaku had a few grey streaks in his hair and his eyes sagged tiredly, his broad, strong shoulders sagged a little but the man still managed to stay alert throughout, even if the call for sleep was getting more and more tempting. "Naruto." He said in a monotone.

"Look, I'm sorry-"

"Do you know how worried we were? We thought you were dead." Shikaku stopped his son short of apologizing. "You made your mother cry. Do you know that?" He and Yoshino may have a unique relationship but he still loved her. He glared at Naruto to keep him from answering he almost rhetorical question. "You have five seconds to explain yourself, and if I don't like what I hear then I will not hesitate to kick you out of the clan."

"Dad-"

"One."

"The West was planning to invade our side of the wall."

The man looked at his son suspiciously; his eyes squinted and making perspiration break out on Naruto's forehead. He nodded and Naruto sighed in relief. "Why didn't you send letters back?"

"The seals the Sage of Six Paths placed on the walls stopped any form of communication; even if I sent back a messenger hawk it'll get turned to stone as soon as it flies over the walls." The twenty five year old ninja spat this entire sentence as fast as his lips could move and Shikaku had to take a few seconds to allow what Naruto had replied to sink in.

"Why didn't you tell us, your family, that you were going to be gone for a while?"

"This will take a few minutes." Naruto pleaded and Shikaku nodded curtly.

"Three minutes."

"I wanted to quickly survey what was happening in the west, just to see if there really was an invasion being planned, and I found out it was true, but when I tried to report back that the rumour was true I couldn't pass the wall the way I came in again because my body was already covered in western chakra; the wall didn't let me pass."

"Then, using that same logic, how did you get passed the wall to the west in the first place?"

"Aha, you see when I first tried to pass the wall it didn't let me because I have eastern chakra, but when I super suppressed my chakra and squeezed all of it to my heel it let me pass. Maybe because it considered the abnormal amount of chakra and the odd placement as oddities only westerners could have. I can suppress my own chakra but I can't suppress foreign chakra." He had been allowed through the wall back to the east because he had been more careful not to carry along residue of foreign chakra.

"You could have taken a small break from thwarting an invasion to see us." Shikaku pointed out, his anger seeping out of his body and thinning in the air. Naruto could see this and also felt the shadow hold slacken, but he didn't break out.

"I wanted to, I really, really did but after a few months on the mission the westerners, smart and resourceful people might I add, found the point in the wall I snuck in from and sealed it off for only them to pass, but only if they found a way to get the western chakra off them."

"How did you return then?"

"The Emperor was kind enough to allow a small hole for me to slide through." He was implying that the wall was not in the best state and the West was currently reinforcing it so that another 'Night situation' wouldn't occur again.

"So you're saying that the wall was in bad shape when you went there. Wasn't it created by the sage?"

"Yes, but more than a thousand years ago, it has to deteriorate at some point." He felt the hold on him reduce and he sat up on his bed and turned to his father, who was glaring at the ground. "I'm sorry for just running away like that. I swear it won't happen again."

The man regarded his son with stern eyes before a slow smile rose on his face and his eyes became sleepy; Naruto beamed at the usual expression he nearly always saw on his father face; he could remember days they would be tracking deer that managed to run away from the herd, but not out of the clan compound, and they would suddenly wake up from a nap, not knowing when they had even fallen asleep. When Naruto became a chunin and grew too active in the shinobi force to be napping at random times of the day, Shikaku continued the tradition with Shikamaru, while regularly playing Shogi with Naruto, and Shika. It was the lazy father's way of bonding with his children, and it worked.

"Just remember, Naruto." He grabbed his son's neck and pulled it close to his face. His eyes darkened evilly and the clan heads shadow loomed over his son like an overbearing demonic entity that had been personally sent by Yami. The man spoke in a deep, terrifying voice and Naruto's eyes widened. "If you ever disappear again, I will track you down and strangle you with your own smaller intestine. Do you understand?"

Naruto saluted sharply and puffed out his chest. "Crystal, sir!"

Silence reigned in the room, until-

"Bwahahaha~" father and son erupted into amused laughs, one reason was because at the fact that Shikaku was imitating his wife, and the other was that Naruto had easily caught on and tried to play along with it.

Their laughs tapered out and the unexpectedly happy father dutifully pointed out. "But seriously Naruto, if you ever do that again I'll kill you."

Naruto laugh quietly, pushing down fear at the lazy way his father had threatened to end his existence. "Well I'll take you down with me."

"That's what she said." The man shot back and the mood suddenly died. Naruto leaned away, aghast and queasy.

"I-I…I think I'm going to be sick." Just imagining his parents doing the nasty was enough to make him cringe all the way into his stomach.

"Oh stop being so dramatic. Your twenty five now right? I can talk to you about these sort of things now. We can even have a round of sake with the guys and reminisce adventures the bedroom." He threw his arm around Naruto, mildly surprised that his son was now the same height as him but was a little bit leaner. They began walking out of the room and down the stairs.

"I don't want to hear about you and moms sex life!" Naruto whispered hotly as they began approaching the living room table where a spread of sandwiches and tea could be seen.

Shikaku scoffed and waved the younger Nara's concerns away as he sat at the head of the table and Naruto sat to his left, while Yoshino took a seat to the right of her husband and Shikamaru sat beside his mother, staring at his brother with lowered eyebrows, just borderline glaring at him. "We'll be going for a few drinks this night, so you better be ready."

Naruto took a sandwich and bit into it, then another burst of stars covered his vision and he slumped in his chair. Yoshino tried to hold down her smile at the display. "This is heaven…in bread…" Naruto lolled and struggled to sit up. He threw the rest of the sandwich into his mouth and swallowed, probably without chewing either. At that moment it hit the assassin that the last time he ate was exactly last week ago and it was an apple and half a slice of orange; he shovelled the sandwiches his mother had prepared into his mouth, stuffing them like his life depended on it, while his stomach grumbled and took the food easily. His hands reached to the centre of the table and grabbed two rolls, throwing one into his cavern of a mouth and then the other, alternating between then, much to the wide eyed disgust and wonder of his family. "This is delicious." The twenty five year old man said in a very low muffle as the food he constantly cast into his mouth covered his voice.

"Honey, take it easy." Yoshino reached for the platter of bread, which was drastically reducing, but abruptly pulled her hand back when Naruto almost grabbed hold of it and prepared to lob the appendage into his hungry mouth. "Naruto!"

"Yeash." The aforementioned son replied when his mouth had now finally reached maximum capacity and he had to now actually chew his food and swallow like every other normal person. His fingers itched to continue the actions of pitching sandwiches into his awaiting mouth but the blockade of bread there stopped him.

"Have some water." She poured a jug of water into his cup and watched, with the others on the table, as Naruto took a great gulp, enough to shake the table a little, and chug down the glass appreciatively. He nodded his thanks to her and sat back on his chair; the water had filled up the very last of the spaces in his stomach. "So what do you plan to do from here?"

"I was thinking of leaving active shinobi duty for a year or two to rest up." he sat up and smiled at his sulking brother, whose gloomy face might as well cast a shadow over his section of the table. He was silently pocking his lunch until he felt his brother's attention and he looked up from under his overhanging black hair. "How's being a chunin treating you, Shika?"

"…Swell" Was the slow answer. Naruto's smile wobbled weakly and he tried valiantly to keep it up.

"I bet your getting all the girls now huh." He waggled his eyebrows and the youngest Nara glared at him.

"No."

Naruto quickly put in after the one word answer. "That's ok, I can show you some moves that would definitely-"

"Can I be excused?" Shikamaru pushed away from the table and stood up. Shikaku, who had been observing the association between siblings, felt his heart sink at the cold answers his youngest born was giving. Once upon a time Naruto was little Shikamaru's world; the boy would even wait at the front door to welcome his brother first from a mission and would sometimes be the first to see Naruto in his room just to animatedly tell him one of his dreams. The analytical man could still see the little boy trapped behind the cold eyes of his youngest son but that boy was too angry at Naruto to even want to look at him.

"Where do you want to go?" the broad shouldered man asked.

"To Suzu's place." he answered and walked to the door. The name of the Kyuubi jinchuriki rang a bell in Naruto's mind and he made to stand as well.

"I'll come with you." It wasn't that he didn't trust the girl; he knew her parents and their student's very well and he trusted the Yondaime's seal work, it was that he wanted to do everything in his power to fix what he had with his brother.

"Don't bother." Shika shot back without looking and slammed the door shut; he needed to clear his head and Suzuyi Uzumaki's place was a great place he could think. The single harsh answer sat the older brother down and his heart fell with the motion.

The couple looked at their quiet son, then shared a nervous glance between themselves. Naruto's eyes dropped and the shadows that were already there, ringed around his eyes and falling down to his cheeks, made him look even more tired and more regretful of his decision. The adult son of the clan heads family placed his elbows on the table and clasped his fingers over his plate. "Naruto." Yoshino said quietly and gently laid her hands on his own, having to sit forward a little to do so. The boy didn't give any sign that he had heard her, but she still smiled sadly. "You need to give him some time; he has been looking for you since the day you…left." The younger Nara felt his spirits lower, until his mother slightly tightened her hands over his to give them a sort of warmth. "How about you go and say hi to your friends, it has been a while, hasn't it?" the younger Nara subconsciously felt his thumbs rub the back of the older woman's hand. He sat up and sent his parents a brave smile.

"Thanks, I will."

"Don't forget. Give Shika his space; when he's ready to hear you out then he will meet you himself." Shikaku patted his sons left shoulder and Naruto nodded resolutely.

"Of course." He stood up and bowed to both of them. "Thank you for forgiving me, dad, mom."

The couple then realized just how old and weathered they might have looked to their son; they both had streaks of grey in their formerly pitch black hair and there were light wrinkles on their faces. They might look good for a couple in their mid-forties but waiting for their son to return home had driven years away from them. They gave their son encouraging smiles. "Just don't mess it up." his father said and his wife nodded in agreement.

Naruto beamed and rushed to the door, as he put on his sandals he called to his mother and said. "Do you want me to get you anything from the store? I have some money with me." 'Some money' was a big understatement; he had stolen gold from the every western figure in his hit list, all he had to do was go to the Central Bank of Konoha and convert the gold coins to ryu and store them into his bank account. The gold was pure so he didn't have to worry too much on whether or not the bank would accept it.

"We're out of cereal and sugar." She called back to him. "Any kind of cereal is fine, as long as it's not expired."

"I'll be back for dinner!" the unranked jounin shouted and closed the door behind him, after making sure that his cloak was securely on, the first place on his mind to go was to see the Godaime Hokage.

OOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

Blue Swirling Leaf Café

Konoha

The Blue Swirling Leaf café was the brain child of Uzumaki Suzuyi, Aburame Shino, Hyuuga Hinata and Yamanaka Ino. It was a place where both shinobi and civilians could come and relax to good tea, great service and were also able to get breakfast and lunch if they wanted. It was a hotspot of activity for the village because three clan heirs and the jinchuriki of the nine tailed fox had come together after the Sand/Sound invasion and Suzuyi proposed the idea of the café as a place the Konoha nine and team Gai, as well as any other person, could go to relax after a hard day or in expectation of a hectic day.

The café was built in a cleared out section of the forest that had been bought by the Uzumaki from her inheritance money and construction was simple enough with Shino handling the planning and Hinata and Ino handling the promotion of the café, even before it was built and the other genin. They didn't need to employ help because Suzuyi, commonly called Suzu by her friends, was able to make hundreds of capable Shadow Clones, while Shino pointed out where they were to work and what they were to do. The place was referred to as 'Suzu's Place' because it was Suzu that had first pitched the idea, and the other three wanted to give her credit. If one was to say that the café was large, it was also like saying that the sky was blue and that fire was hot; the building itself was a single storey building the same size as two residential buildings in the 'Rich District', and there were also chairs and tables laid out outside the café for those that preferred natural light, though direct sunlight was shaded by large umbrellas. The place was manned by a few Konoha genin that wanted to pitch in for their friends because Suzu shadow clones could only do so much without horrible backlash to the user, while Shino was still considered the manager slash accountant, Ino was the interior and exterior decorator, Hinata was the cook and Suzuyi was in charge of general maintenance and security of the place.

A position the girl was very proud of.

The café was initially patronized by friends and students of Suzu's parents and more than a few genin and chunin but after even more promotion from Ino and Hinata the place was nearly always busy with people; it was easy to overlook that the Kyuubi holder was among the founders of the café as long as service was good and the food was great.

Another reason the café was sometimes called Suzu's place was because the jinchuriki stayed in an apartment close to the café.

"Shika! How's it going!" the excitable blonde jinchuriki said in a loud voice over the din of the customers from behind the counter inside the café; the place was busy with murmuring customers chatting amongst themselves and enjoying the air conditioner. It was the season that tea was not too well purchased but ice cream and Hinata had had the foresight to prepare home-made ice cream a month in advance. Suzu's expression took a slight dip when she saw the sad gaze her friend sent her and she ushered the Nara closer and sat him down on a free table behind the counter, a place only the Konoha eleven and team Gai were allowed to sit down. She rushed to the kitchen and brought back a bowl of light blue and white ice cream that swirled like a whirlpool to the centre with a plastic spoon for the chunin. She waved her hand nonchalantly and took a seat opposite him. "It's on the house." He gave an appreciative look and watched as Hinata came out from the kitchen and sat with them; there weren't any new customers to worry about. The low murmur never penetrated the small table behind the counter.

"What's wrong?" the ever so timid Hinata asked. The Hyuuga was getting more and more confident from having her cooking and baking skills praised by anyone that came by the café but the constant problem of her father putting her down slowed any progress.

"My big brother is back." He muttered into his bowl of ice cream and scooped a few spoons. There was a short hush from the two females, one genin and the other a chunin, before understanding dawned on them.

"You mean your Night guy brother? Naruto, was it?"

Shikamaru nodded to Suzu's question. The blonde girl might not have been seen as smart from a lot of people but those in her circle of friends knew that she was a very good listener and very good at picking up subtle signs from people and from the environment, a perk from being a strong sensor. If she was on duty she would be seen wearing a combat kimono with deep blue tights and black sandals; her weapon of choice was a single edged deep red and black blade that was sheathed over her shoulder. Off duty she preferred wearing shorts that barely passed her mid-thigh and a white mid riff shirt, sometimes she had on a tight black shirt when she felt like it or the light blue employees' shirt of the Blue Spiralling Leaf Café. The way she dressed made people assume that she was very dull but the truth was that she and Sakura Haruno had to share Kunoichi of the year on their graduation and the Uzumaki had thought of various ways to improve the café, even if it wasn't among her responsibilities. She was much smarter than people gave her credit for, thankfully the girl, although a very loud and open girl, was hesitant to take credit for anything; her façade would crumble and she would blush shyly when her friends insisted that she take recognition.

"Then what are you doing here, genius? Go hang out with him!" she exclaimed but cooled down when Shikamaru frowned into his bowl. Hinata lightly kicked her leg and the Uzumaki closed her mouth.

"What's wrong?"

And the youngest Nara confided in his friends.

OOOOOOOOOOOOO

The Hokage's office

Hokage's tower

Konoha

Naruto stopped in front of the door to the Godaime's office and he ran his fingers through his hair, made sure his black cloak was straight and checked the mirror if there was anything on his face before he knocked.

"Yes?" was the muffled grunt from inside.

He pushed open the door with his foot and walked in, his bright blue eyes sparkling as they laid on the fifth leader of the leaf village. The ever so suicidal Tsunade Senju.

A corner of her lips lifted and she raised an eyebrow at him, waving her hand for her guards to leave the room. "So you're not dead." She regarded him with a not so discreet flick of her eyes. From his black sandals to his black cape, to his moon pale face, the shadows around his eyes and his ever so messy blonde-black hair. She had to admit; he had grown up; from a little thirteen year old weed that constantly kept asking her out to an even bigger weed that stared back at her with what he had come to call his 'Pasty Face'. An expression he saved only when he was facing off against an opponent he intended to throw off or to an ally he wanted to impress. She had to admit, he was impressive.

"Rumours of my death have been greatly exaggerated." He said and swept into the room, not before kicking the door closed with his heel. He took a seat before her desk and she raised an eyebrow when the cape melted off his body and merged with his shadow; she had to ask him about that later.

She dropped her pen and sat back in her chair. "So where have you been, brat? I was worried sick."

The assassin ran his fingers through his hair again and cocked an eyebrow up in a cringe worthy attempt at looking coy. "I was looking for the meaning of love, my fair lady."

The Senju felt a vein throb on her forehead but she pushed down the frustration. "This is no time for jokes. The village has been in dire need of your peculiar abilities."

Naruto shushed her and a twitch of her eyebrow was added to the throb on her forehead. "There's no need to lie, my lady. I know you missed me, let's just cut to the chase. Yes, I will go out with you, yes, I will handle the dinner reservation, yes I can come and pick you up and maybe we can have a little extra after everything is done." He ended it with a waggle of his eyebrows and the image threw the woman back to when the now legal age, twenty five year old man was a teen. Back then, after sadly reporting to Tsunade that her lover Dan had been killed on the front lines on a poorly ranked mission, he began being terribly forward with his intentions to date her. It was as if Dan had trusted Naruto to look after Tsunade and the young, teenage assassin had thought that what it meant to replace him as her lover. Since then he had tried everything in his power to bed the Sannin, but all was in vain.

The Godaime clenched her eyes shut and her fists tightened on her desk as another vein pulsed on her forehead. Naruto remained calm even as her whole body shook, until it all stopped abruptly and she smiled at him. "Of course, but don't worry about picking me up, I'll meet you there." The man tried his possible best to overlook he mischievous glint in her eyes but his traitorous mouth wouldn't allow him to voice his thoughts.

The Nara was so taken aback that he unknowingly stood up from his seat and sat back down. His mouth dropped and the woman's smile stretched even wider. "U-U-U-Uhm…y-yeah! The-the uh Flower Gail restaurant…tomorrow…?"

"It's a date." She said and leaned forward, perching her elbows on her desk and her head on her interweaved fingers. "But-"

"BUT!" he said with her, still trying to comprehend how two years of vying for her attention; he didn't want to count the ten years he was gone, and now she had finally accepted to go out on a date with him!

Her thin fingers drew small, light circles on her documents and she bashfully looked down. "But…there's something I want you to do first."

"Anything-I mean…yea?" he said in a deep voice.

"I need you to go on this high S rank mission-"

That was what snapped him out of his surprised daze. "Let me stop you there. I actually came here to formally tell you that I'll be going on a two year break from duty."

The woman immediately dropped her shy façade. "What?"

"I said I want to stop active duty for two years, I think I deserve it; just ask Lord Daimyo."

"What do you mean 'ask Lord Daimyo'? I'm your commanding officer! He doesn't have control over my own shinobi." She said in outrage, even smashing her fist down on the seal reinforced desk.

"Unless it is a matter of grave importance the Fire Daimyo can ask a shinobi of the Hidden Leaf without consent of the Hokage to perform a mission." He recited word for word from the villages founding charter with the daimyos ancestors. This floored the Hokage because she knew it was true. Naruto smiled sadly at her. "He asked me to go on a secret mission to the Western Empire to stop their plans of invasion. It was a secret because if word ever got out that a super power like the Empire wanted to invade us then the east would be thrown into mass hysteria."

'-And the Akatsuki would pick off the jinchuriki when they surfaced in the chaos.' She filled-in in her mind. The S rank organisation had appeared only two years ago after they had attempted to kidnap the nine tails from training ground three during one of her personal training sessions with Yugao. Itachi had dispatched the captain with a powerful illusion and Kisame had drained the girl of all her chakra, but if not for when an academy student saw this happen and flee to tell a passing jounin the village would have lost the nine tails for good. She looked at the quiet Nara and said. "I know this is not the best time but-"

"Lady Tsunade-" he cut her off and slowly rose to his feet, his shadow crept up his body and covered his torso with his pitch black cape. "I'm sorry for this but I made the mistake of leaving for ten years, I won't make it again." He made to leave but stopped with his back turned when the Hokage shot to her feet.

"Naruto! As your commanding officer I order you to take this mission." The assassin tilted his head down and a small smile crept up his face. His left arm snaked out from his cape and he held it out to his side, in it was his shiny forehead protector.

"You know what happens once I drop this, Lady Tsunade." He permanently retires from the ninja force and becomes a civilian. It was something the assassin didn't mind but it was something the Hokage would regret if it ever happened. Naruto could be considered to be a modest guy, but even he saw that retiring forever would be a setback for Konoha.

"Please don't do this, Naruto."

"Don't make me do it, Lady Tsunade."

The air was tense but Naruto never looked over his shoulder to the woman. Until he heard her sit back in her chair in a huff and sigh. "I'm going to be straight with you Naruto." The younger ninja didn't return his hand to his cloak or let go of the forehead protector. He just stood in place and listened to her speak. "Jiraiya just left her for a mission to Rain and something in me is telling me that he won't come back. Naruto, please, I'm begging you, not as your Hokage but as your friend, please shadow him and make sure he comes back."

The Nara kept his eyes on the ground but a sad smirk was on his face. "…why me? Why not Gai or Kureanai or Anko or Kakashi? Why does it have to be me?"

"Because you're the only one I trust to get this job done, Naruto." The assassin pursed his lips tightly and pulled his forehead protector back into his cloak. The woman continued speaking. "There is this rogue S rank organisation called the Akatsuki that have been gathering tailed beasts since you left. They now have the one to four tails and my hunters, your comrades, have reported that the six and seven tails jinchuriki have disappeared. They tried to take Suzu and would have succeeded if not for sensei. No one knows why they are doing what they are doing but nothing good comes from doing it." She could see as the Nara's shoulders slumped tiredly and her face couldn't convey the amount of turmoil that she felt he was going through at the moment. "I'm sorry Naruto…but I can't let you go just yet."

Naruto remained silent for a few, long minutes and before he said. "My mission is just to shadow Jiraiya. Nothing else?"

"And to eliminate any Akatsuki member that you come across, like you did with Kakuzu and Hidan." She could see him waver in place. She clasped her hands together and bowed her head close to her table as a sign of resignation. "Please Naruto."

"Ugh." The man groaned and turned to the bowing woman. "Why do I keep getting myself dragged into these sort of things? Fine, I'll go on this mission but this would be the last time, you hear?"

"Thank you." She breathed with as much gratitude as her voice could convey. The reports said that he had been able to disengage a small portion of his shadow to influence every other shadow in the immediate vicinity when he had met Kakuzu and Hidan. Yugao and Asuma had been keen enough to see when he did it, quicker than when he was younger, they made sure to add. It was an ability that was invaluable to the shinobi force and it was the reason Naruto had insisted to remain as an unranked jounin. There was also his bloodline ability to merge with shadows of any kind and use it to move with speeds far surpassing most ninjas.

Then there was his cloak.

Authors note

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