A/N: HI GUYS! Sorry for the late update, but I was really busy this week. Anyway, this is a longer chapter. As I promised you, it contains the introduction of NARUTO'S POV. Practically, it gives you nothing more of what you already know about him from Canon. You'll have to wait a bit to see how I'll develop him throughout the story in my personal way.
Enough words! Here is the chapter.
-chapter 3-
REUNION
Naruto ran towards the Hokage tower. He was so fast that he raised dust all over the streets and actually left people's hair waving in the wind as he passed by them.
That pervert's better be inside the village!
He reached his destination within seconds, and before one could even blink an eye, he was already passing through the shouts of an angry secretary and barging inside the room at the top floor.
"TSUNADE-BAA-CHAN!"
The blond-haired woman sat at her desk, busy compiling some modules due to her title of Godaime Hokage, but as soon as the mop of other well-known blond hair entered her sight -and as soon as she heard him calling her that way-, said baa-chan's nerve became frighteningly visible on her forehead.
"Brat! How many times-" but she suddenly stopped, probably deciding now was not the time for their usual animated banter. She sighed, looking tired. "Naruto. Did Kakashi tell you about-"
"YEAH WHERE'S ERO-SENNIN?"
This time Tsunade actually stood up from her chair behind her desk and raised her fist in a dangerous way. "If you don't stop interrupting me, brat, I'm going to show you what pain really means by sending you flying to the hospital for the next two months!"
Naruto visibly flinched at the threat and heavily sweet-dropped.
Better not to piss her off.
He brought a hand behind his head, nervous. "Ehm… S-Sorry. I was just wondering if Ero-Sennin was already back, y'know. I need to ask him something."
Tsunade slowly sat down again and laid her elbows on the desk, resting her chin on her entangled fingers as she always did when she was deadly serious. "Yes, he is. He just returned from his routine spying missions this afternoon." She said with a disturbing blank tone Naruto wasn't used to hear from her, then she narrowed her eyes at him, wary. "What do you need to ask him?"
Naruto suppressed the urge to fidget under the scrutiny of that gaze of hers. What was he supposed to say now? He knew that Hag didn't want him to use the Rasenshuriken anymore, but he wasn't a very good liar. "Uhm… You know, I might have figured out a way to use my new jutsu without harming my arm, but I need to ask the Pervert to help me with it."
He glanced at her face for a reaction and found out she only raised an eyebrow, not really believing his words it seemed. And was that a smirk?
"You… figured out. Why do I have the feeling this doesn't sound right, uh?"
Enraged, Naruto pointed a finger at her (his available one), his eyes white in fury. "What's that supposed to mean, you Old Hag!"
"NARUTO!"
-BANG!-
"Oi…" Naruto massaged the already forming bump on his head. "I didn't deserve that!"
"Shut up!" She walked back to stand behind her desk and sat down… "Now, Naruto. Tell me- uh?" …only to find Naruto already running out of her office, escaping her office, shouting over his shoulder.
"I'll explain you better when I'll find him. See ya!"
Tsunade blinked, bewildered by his hasty departure. She sighed at the thought that might imply, who could know what he was up to, now?
So. Ero-Sennin was in the village, therefore there was only one place to look for him. Naruto reached that place in less than a minute, and too excited to waste any time looking for his perverted sensei, he simply took a deep breath, inflating his lugs at their maximum.
"ERO-SENNIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIN!"
Every woman inside the bathhouse abruptly turned around towards the sound of the voice, just on the other side of the fence that marked their reserved area. The instant later, they all turned towards another source of noise, this time very nearer, as a longhaired man stumbled out of a bush with a surprised -yelp-, falling face down.
Naruto waited, becoming more and more impatient, while his sensei got kicked off of the bathhouse by an angry army of women among some pathetic excuses like 'It's just work business!' and 'I was not really spying on you, ladies."
As soon as the waters calmed down, Naruto walked towards him, an eyebrow raised. Would that pervert ever learn the lesson?
The Sannin groaned as soon as he saw the blond boy. "Gaki. You know how things work! I was making my personal researches out there!" He gesticulated towards his previous spot, and then added a grout. "It's good to see you again but why the hell did you do that?"
Naruto sighed. Of course not. "I managed to add wind to the Rasengan with the help of Kakashi-sensei."
Jiraiya's annoyance turned into surprise and his eyes nearly came out of their sockets. "What? Really? Not even the Fourth was able to do that!"
Naruto grinned, blushing a little. "Yeah. It's been hard like hell but I did it, dattebayo!"
"So you're here to show me, I guess." Jiraiya snickered. "You're still a brat, after all. Couldn't wait to amaze your awesome Sensei, uh?"
"Ero-Sennin! I'm not here for that, you old egocentric pervert!" Naruto barked, before keeping on more seriously. "I can't use that jutsu for now, because it's too powerful and damages my arm too much in Tsunade-baa-chan's opinion." He waved his bandaged arm to the Sannin that noticed it only then, frowning.
"Hm, that's really a pity, but I'm sure we can find a way out of this." The Sannin replied with a thoughtful expression.
"That's why I looked for you in the first place! I'm not going to give up on it after all the shit I did! And anyway-"
"Watch your language with me, kid. You're still a brat!"
Naruto rolled his eyes. "Anyway, could senjutsu help on the matter? I want to learn it, Ero-Sennin! Tell your toads to help me, would you?"
Jiraiya looked stunned by his words and Naruto even managed to distract him with his pleading puppy-eyes, but his sensei soon recollected himself. "First of all, how could you even know about Nature Chakra, let alone know it might really help on this matter when even I would have needed some time to think about it." He frowned. "I don't think I ever touched on the matter with you before."
Naruto waved his arms impatiently. "No you didn't, it was a guy that told me just before. Now, you gonna help me or not!?"
But Jiraiya was not going to wave it off like his student was doing. "Who? Senjutsu is not common knowledge. Whoever told you must have also known how to learn it if he suggested you to ask the help of the toads." He reasoned, his face more serious than Naruto expected.
Finally sensing how important the matter was for the Sannin (and a bit surprised by that), Naruto forced himself to be more patient and gave his sensei more information, but the pout was still visible on his face. "He seemed a nice guy. He told me he was a senjutsu user too."
Jirayia's eyes slightly widened, his muscle tensed at the potential danger. "That's not possible. There's not a single Konoha nin able to use senjutsu apart from myself, and they also are very rare in other countries."
Naruto's eyes widened significantly, not expecting that. So that person was an outsider? But… "But he wore Konoha ANBU's vest. He couldn't be from another country."
Jiraiya frowned even more at that. "That's even worse. He could be an impostor, or maybe I'm not adjourned with some new AMBU's skills, but I doubt it when senjutsu is involved." He paused for a moment, thinking. Then he asked. "Tell me everything you know about him. Did he give you a name?"
Naruto brought a hand to his chin and slightly tilted his head on the side. "Mm I've just met him at Ichiraku's ramen for dinner. He was more or less my age, blond hair and blue eyes, same build as mine." He then slightly frowned. "He told me only his first name, however. Minato."
Jiraiya's heart skipped a beat. "I think I heard wrong. What's the name he gave you?"
Naruto glanced up at the sudden low tone his sensei had used, only to find an odd expression on his face. He frowned, realizing what the matter might be with him and sighed. "Yeah, I know. You heard well. It's the same of the Yondaime, Minato, your previous student, but I think it's just a coincidence…?"
The reaction Naruto got was his sensei clenching his fists, but apart from that he remained as stoic as ever. The seriousness on his face nearly brought Naruto off balance. "I don't think so, Naruto. We have an obvious imposter here. We need to find him and be sure of what we have before reporting directly to the Hokage."
Naruto nodded and followed him as the Sannin jumped on a roof, heading towards the ramen stand. Duty above everything, he told himself. And if that guy would come out to be a threat, he could be sure he would give him a good aimed punch, nice guy or not.
However, that Pervert of a Sensei of his somehow felt in duty to reassure him. "Don't worry, Gaki. We'll deal with your technique as soon as this matter is cleaned."
Naruto smirked. "You bet, Ero-Sennin, or you'll never be able to do your dear researches in peace for the next decade."
Jiraiya shuddered at the mere thought.
"Thank you so much, Teuchi-san!"
"You're very welcome, young boy. It's been a pleasure to meet you."
Minato smiled and waved at the old man, moving the curtains away and joining the flow of people in the street. He put his hands into the pockets of his ANBU pants and walked vaguely towards his apartment.
He sighed. Now that his stomach was full and his head didn't hurt like before, he had plenty of time to think about what happened just last night. He needed to make the point of his situation, so here were the facts…
One, the jutsu didn't work at all. He just went into Chakra exhaustion before being able to accomplish anything and he fall asleep after that.
Two, the jutsu worked, but he didn't know how much time he did skip because the clock supposed to tell him broke. It could be a minute or a couple of hours judging by the fact that it was still nighttime when he dropped the technique.
Three, and last, he travelled forward in time for a whole day. This was the less probable option because he doubted he had enough chakra to do such a time-jump… That was if his calculation was correct.
Mh… Better give it another check when I'm home.
You could never be sure enough. "Ehm, sorry. Could you tell me what day it is?"
The civilian Minato stopped to ask slightly jumped in surprise, as if he frightened her. She did a double take anyway and then gave him a gentle smile. Maybe she confused him for someone else…? "Off course, ANBU-san. It's Sunday." Then she chuckled slightly. "What is it? When they give you shinobi a day off you lost all conception of time? You should rest then, most of all the young ones like you, dear."
Minato smiled sheepishly, "Ehm, maybe. Thanks anyway.", and started walking again after she smiled back.
So, Sunday. That meant he didn't travel a day forward in time, and travelling a whole week was out of discussion. Then since the first two options were equally probable, that meant he'd need to repeat the test. This time with someone who would be willing to witness the whole thing… and keep his mouth shut.
He smirked, 'couse the best person for that role happened to be one of his most dear friends. Also, it seemed Karma was at his side at the moment, because he could clearly identify his unique odd hairstyle in the crowd just a few feet ahead of him.
"Oi, Shikaku!"
Minato increased his pace and zigzagged his way towards him, but he didn't respond to his calls.
Lazy bastard. Did he reach a new level of laziness or he just became deaf!?
"SHIKAKU!"
He finally reached him and grabbed one of his shoulder. The boy in question snapped his head around, surprised.
"Naruto? What are-" Than he stopped, and blinked.
"Shikaku, I need-" Minato stopped, and blinked back.
-Blink-
-Blink-
"You're not Naruto."
"And you're not Shikaku."
The Shikaku-look-alike gave him an annoyed glance, before sighing, bored. Hell. Did Shikaku have a twin brother and he didn't know?
"I know my father and I look very alike, but I thought at least our age gap would prevent this kind of things." From his face, you could tell he was bored and annoyed, but his eyes were wary and vigilant.
Wait. What?
"Ehm… your father?"
No. Please, no.
"Yes, my father. Shikaku."
No no no no…
Minato took a deap shuddering breath. "How old is Shikaku Nara?"
The Shikaku-looks-alike narrowed his eyes at him. "That's a weird question, ANBU-san." But he noticed right away the sheer panic into Minato's eyes and answered anyway. "He is in his late thirties, if you are so interested."
Minato's knees nearly failed him as soon as he heard that.
"You look very familiar, by the way." All the boring stuff out of his face in a blink of an eye. "Too familiar, but I don't remember ever seeing you around, even if you're clearly around our age. What's your name?"
But Minato wasn't listening to even a single word of what the obviously-a-Nara was saying. "Sorry, I-I've got to go now."
He backed away from him and swiftly turned around, running back to where he came from, but not after granting him a perfect view of his face near the ones craved in the mountain behind him.
"…this is way too troublesome." The Nara decided after a close examination of the fourth head of the Hokage Monument, shrugging it off and keeping going wherever he was going before.
This is not possible. It can't be. There's no way. Shit!
Minato ran back the same road he did before, too busy getting a grip on his mind to notice where he was going.
How could that stupid jutsu do something like that? From where the hell would it take all that chakra? It's not possible. That guy was allucinating.
He forced his mind to believe that, but he knew that was not the case. His guts were screaming that to him.
He froze, dreading to let his eyes wander in search of a certain well-known mounting, the Leaf pride. He slowly turned his gaze towards it and two more unknown craved heads looked proudly over the village.
Too stunned to really notice whom the faces belonged to, Minato restarted running, this time in search of someone.
Kami… I need to find Jiraiya-sensei! What will he say, will he believe me? Did he really saw me disappear from the face of the Earth to reappear now after who knows how many years? And Kushina? The Hokage? Everybody else? How many will even remember me?
A horrible, unbearable thought crossed his mind… Were they all still alive? Things changed, that was a certainty, but how much?
This time he went too far. He couldn't come back and fix his mistakes. He was just screwed. His whole life thrown away from the window. His relationship with everyone would not be the same even if they were alive. Maybe even his carrier was screwed.
He stopped in his run, unable to keep it up. All the struggle he did to get nearer and nearer his goal… The promise he made himself a long time ago… His desire to never fail his Sensei… Guilt nearly crushed him. He felt so childish and immature like he never did before. It was not supposed to end like this. He needed to be there for Kushina too! His hands trembled at the thought, what if something happened to her because he was not there to help her?
I promised her…
Was this the first time he broke a promise? How could he become Hokage if he was not able to do something so important like help his dearest friend on a so serious matter?
He straightened his back, deciding to take control of the situation. What should he do now? Should he go to the Hokage first and explain himself? He could also check on Kushina or Sensei first, and then act with their help.
The dilemma didn't get to be affronted, because someone spoke from right behind his shoulder, starting him.
"I must say, I first confused you for someone else, but it's enough clear you are not him." A kunai pressed on Minato's jugular betrayed the owner of the uncaring voice's intention.
Accustomed to this kind of situation, Minato left the cursing-himself-for-being-too-distracted-and-letting himself-catch-so-easily for later. He also dropped his entire depressed mood to enter his shinobi mode fully.
He let his gaze wander, acknowledging his surroundings. He was just a few steps from the ramen stand of before.
"Also," The stranger continued, as if he was conversing about tedious things. "I was part of the ANBU just a few years ago. I never noticed you, and I would have known if someone as young as you had joined the ranks… especially with that familiar face of yours."
Minato's mind kept working, trying to find a way out a way to free himself. He didn't really care about how the shinobi was playing with him. And anyway, he didn't seem intent on killing him. Knowing how Konoha used to work –and hoping the system didn't change- he was probably going to be dropped in front of the Hokage him(or her)self. If he wasn't lucky, directly at the T&I department. They obviously believed him to be a spy…
Heck, were there so few ninja left that everybody knew everyone? And what about all that 'familiar' crap? He wasn't that famous back then!
"Care to give me a name?" The shinobi asked, the threat clear in his words.
"Minato." He was in no position to lie.
He felt himself roughly turned around from a shoulder, the kunai still on his previous spot. A serious masked face appeared in front of him, his only visible eye narrowed dangerously. It quickly shifted to follow Minato's face features before turning his focus again on his blue eyes.
The pressure on his jugular increased. "I fail to understand why you would choose this appearance, but I fear I have to bring you to the Hokage. Maybe you will answer truthfully to her?" He stated again with that teasing tone.
Minato sighed, that little he could without getting his flesh cut. "I'll tell Hokage-sama everything she'll want to know." And here went his hopes to find Sensei or Kushina first.
As soon as the silver-haired shinobi moved his kunai away, Minato felt something approach him at an incredible speed. He turned his head to ready himself, but the shinobi's grip on his shoulder prevented him any swift movement. All he saw was a blur of orange and yellow, and then he found himself knocked down to the ground with a dead grip on his collar.
"You bastard! Who do you think you're dealing with, uh? Who are you? Are you a spy from Akatsuki? Was that a way to get to me, back then?"
He was the blond ninja he met just an hour ago at the ramen stand, Minato recognized. He was snarling at him from above him, one of his knees pinned him on the ground.
Minato used all his willpower to not unleash one of his wind-based Jutsu on him and get free. It was not the time to attack, or things would get more complicated than already were.
It was of no help the fact that Naruto tightened his grip on him, shaking him. "Answer me! I don't care if you have the same name as the Yondaime's. I swear I'll punch you so hard you'll remember for the rest of your life!"
This time Minato wasn't able to restrain himself and his instinct took over. He reached with his hand to grab the arm that was holding him by the collar in a so swift movement that before Naruto could even blink, he found himself flying, hitting the ground a few feet away from Minato.
Minato stood, but another figure landed just in front of him. A very tall longhaired man. He stared at him with eyes he never thought he could see on that particular person.
Stunned, disbelieving, wary, angry… and sad. That was what Minato knew his sensei was feeling, only because he knew him that well. He doubted anybody else could say the same, as he probably looked only serious to others.
"Sensei…"
In the meanwhile, Naruto stood up from the ground. The snarl still on his face, but it quickly turned into a smirk. "Pretty fast, but I'm not gonna lose to you. Believe it!"
A strong arm stopped his run towards Minato. "Naruto. You should let me handle this." Jiraiya's low voice sounded in the street. Then, the man turned towards the masked ninja. "Kakashi, take Naruto out of this. And keep him away. By force, if necessary."
Kakashi, who had remained there, staring at the odd pair of blondes fighting, turned his gaze towards Jiraiya and narrowed his eyes. "Are you sure, Jiraiya-sama? I can easily take care of him."
Jiraiya's fists clenched, his gaze stuck on the blonde not supposed to be there. "No, I will do it myself. If this is a sort of provocation to me, than I'm going to deal with it."
What?
Minato raised his arms in front of him in a surrender gesture and waved his hands, sweet-dropping at the deadly stare his Sensei was shooting him. "Sensei! No, i-it's me, Minato, your student." He took a step back. "Come on, please. I-I know it's been a while for you but really, can't you recognize me?"
Jiraiya frowned. "Enough. Kakashi…" He gave the silver-haired shinobi a nod and the jounin immediately shushined at Naruto's side, who had been staring at both his sensei and Minato the whole time with a confused expression. He grabbed his arm, starting him.
"Ehi! What the hell are you doing, you perverted- Get away from me!"
"Shut up, Naruto." Said Kakashi after a sigh, not really looking forward to the task at his hands.
"I have every right to be here! And-"
-FLICK-
Kakashi shushined away, bringing Naruto with him, leaving the two alone in a street cleaned of people because of the mess they did.
Minato sighed. "Sensei please, let me explain."
Jiraiya kept staring at him, wary, but didn't say a word. Minato took that as sign to continue.
"I… I was experimenting with the Hiraishin and I thought I found out a new way to use it, but…" Minato dropped his head and squeezed his eyes shut. "I think I messed something. I don't know what went wrong… I-I…"
Jiraiya narrowed his eyes at the boy's slightly broken voice. "If you really are who you claim to be, then just prove it." He stated, calmly. So calmly that it sounded forced.
Minato snapped his head up again, exposing his shiny and slightly red eyes to the moonlight, and to his Sensei. "Ehm, we first met just outside the women bathhouse…"
Jirayia humph-ed. "That's easy to guess."
Minato frowned. "You were spying on Tsunade-sama before she noticed you and sent you flying right a few steps from me. I was eight and…" He chuckled despite the situation, remembering. "You looked so bad that I thought a wild beast attacked you and so I gave you half my ice-cream because I pitied you."
Jiraiya's eyes widened, but still not even a single sound escaped his mouth, so Minato kept going on.
"Uhm… Other things… Oh! The first seal you thought me…" He looked sideways to him. "Was how to increase boobs size by applying it on women's chest." He said as a matter of a fact. You practically blackmailed me, you old pervert.
Jiraiya started walking towards him, reclaiming Minato's attention. His face was blank, but as soon as he reached him, he could see his eyes sparkling. He took a close examination of Minato, who froze as he noticed the feeling of nostalgia on his sensei's face. He was not ready for it yet. Then, the Sannin brought a hand on his shoulder.
"You really seems to be him… but I don't know how this can be possible…"
"It is, Sensei. As I told you before, I worked a bit on the Hiraishin and really found out a way to… travel forward in time."
Jiraiya reaised an eyebrow at him. "Aren't you a little too young to be able to use Hiraishin yet?"
Minato sweet-dropped, nervous. "N-No. I can do it, Sensei."
There was a pause in where Jiraiya sighed. Then smiled. Then chukled. And finally laughed. He laughed so hard that he had to hold his stomach.
Minato looked confused at the display, before frowning annoyed. "There's nothing to laugh at, Sensei. This is my disgrace we're talking about!"
His sensei dried his tears from his eyes. "You never told me you put such a stunt, Minato!" he laughed again. "I think I underestimated both your capability and your stubbornness, if that is even possible!"
Minato blinked. "What… what are you talking about?"
Jiraiya let his laugh slowly fade and then smiled at him. A prideful smile. Why was he giving him a prideful smile? He had just messed everything!
"Sensei." He said with an angry expression. Angry at himself. "What are you saying? Didn't you witness my disappearance about twenty and more years ago, only to have me reappear here at the same age? You should be mad at me! I didn't listen to you and now my life is screwed! And-"
For the second time that day, he felt himself turned around. More gently this time. "For the record, I'm mad at you for doing such a thing, but we'll deal with it later." His sensei stated from behind him. "Now look in front of you."
Minato found himself staring at the Hokage Monument. "I know, we're already at the Godaime Hokage, but-"
"Look at the fourth head."
Minato focused on the Yondaime Hokage's head. It looked like a young man, serious, determined and powerful. His features were too familiar to be a coincidence. And his hair, even if he couldn't see the colour, were cut in a way Minato knew too well… because it was his own.
"Is… is that me?"
Jiraiya made an affirmative sound from behind him. The amusement clear in his voice.
"But…" Minato turned to face his sensei. "I'm here. That should be impossible..."
The Sannin grinned. "That's why you have to go back to your own time! As much as I enjoyed seeing you again as a brat, this is not your time and place. Go back and grow as amazing as you already did, son." He patted on his shoulder with so fierce that it hurt, as he always did what he got too enthusiastic.
Minato groaned. He was going to lose his patient soon. "I can't! I'm not a God that can decide to make time starting to flow backwards!" he sighed in desperation. "Sensei this isn't right, it doesn't make sense!"
Jiraiya waved it off. "Don't worry, Gaki. You'll find a way. It's written in history, after all."
Minato clenched his fists in annoyance. He couldn't stand his sensei when he acted that carefree about serious situations!
However, the Sannin seemed notice. "Trust me, ok Gaki?" He said more serious, and then grinned again.
Minato blamed his sort of panic-state for not believing his sensei's words the first time around. He had always trusted him no matter what, and he was not going to start doubting him now. He was an amazing shinobi, and now he could not but be even better than before.
So Minato smiled, nodding.
"Well... better go to Tsunade and inform her. We'll need to send you back as soon as we can. We don't want you to discover too many things about the future. We don't want a paradox to happen, ne?"
"…Tsunade is the Godaime?"
"Yep."
…Don't overthink yourself, Minato. He told himself. It was not the time to wonder if he was dead in this time or if he had just retired from his title of Hokage.
His title of Hokage… it seemed like a dream.
Jiraiya pretended not to know what his student was already assuming, deciding to take things one step at a time.
After that, the pair of Sensei-Student headed towards the Hogake Tower to deal with a very tired blonde-haired woman. They would be very lucky if they'd happen to not have to wake her up…
Naruto huff-ed. Then sighed. And then loudly groaned.
Kakashi-sensei had restrained him on a chair in his own kitchen! Inside his own apartment! That was unbelievable! And now that Bastard was standing right in front of him, annoyed. He was the supposed to be annoyed, not him!
Kakashi cleared his throat. "Naruto."
He looked sideways to his sensei, pouting, who answered him with a tired sigh.
"Naruto, listen. I'm tired. It's late. This was supposed to be my day off. Can I go without having you wandering around looking for trouble or am I asking too much from you?"
"Umph!"
He brought a hand on his forehead. "Look, I promised I would treat you to Ichiraku's. You clearly weren't there before, because you had to do whatever had passed into your mind, but the offer is always valid for the next time. And you should not stress your arm." He added, giving it a glance with his lazy eye.
Naruto snapped and glared at him. "It's not that the problem!" He straightened his back. "That guy aimed at me. It was probably from Akatsuki. How can I stay here and sleep when Ero-Sennin is fighting him?"
"Jiraiya of the Sannin is a very powerful shinobi. And besides" He said, cutting Naruto's next protest off, "we still don't know if he really is our enemy, and we have no clue he is from Akatsuki."
Naruto narrowed his eyes. "That's nonsense. We don't know who he is, and that means he is dangerous, and that means I have to go and help Ero-Sennin!"
Kakashi sighed. "Maa, you are just too stubborn." He took a step forward and lean on, meeting Naruto's eyes. "Didn't you realize it was a personal affaire?"
Naruto flinched at his sensei's proximity, but gritted his teeth at his words, thinking.
"You should let them have their fight, assuming things will get to that. I took advantage of the surprise effect before and I easily blocked him. He was willing to cooperate. So, do not worry."
Naruto looked at the side, still not entirely convinced.
"He is probably already at the T&I department. If you want, you can ask Jiraiya all you want to know, tomorrow."
Naruto narrowed his eyes, recognizing his silver-haired sensei's attempt to drop all the work on Ero-Sannin's shulders. He snapped his head on the side and pouted. "All right, all right. Now free me!"
"Will you go to bed and finally let me have my sleep?"
"Yeah, yeah."
Kakashi got closed to him, releasing a fair amount of killing intent. "If I find out you came out of this apartment and have me tracking you around the village… your arm won't be the only appendage you'll have damaged. Have I been clear, Naruto?"
Naruto gaped and heavily sweet-dropped, trembling in fear. "Y-Yes Kakashi-sensei-sama! U-Understood, sir!"
Kakashi backed away and eye-smiled. "Good"
Creepy Pervert!
"So. Behave, Naruto. Good-night." He waved and disappeared with a puff of smoke.
Uh? Wait a minute…
"GAAAAAAAAH KAKASHI-SENSEI! YOU LEFT ME TIED ON THIS DAMN CHAIR!" Naruto swung with said chair, outraged. "GET BACK HERE, BASTARD!"
From the rooftop of Naruto's apartment, the masked nin smirked. The moonlight reflexed on his silver gravity-defying hair. He suppressed the shudder caused from the cold night, due to the late hour.
He went on a series of hand seals with a speed only an advanced shinobi could manage.
"Kunchiyose no Jutsu"
A ninja dog appeared right beside the symbols. "Oi, what is it at this time?"
"Pakkun, I need you to keep an eye on Naruto for a bit. If he attempts to come out of his apartment, call me right away. I need to check on something."
The ninken yawned. "All right. Just hurry up, ok?"
Kakashi, the Copy-Cat-Nin, nodded, and then started jumping above the roofs, revealing his Sharingan eye to the night.
It was true it was a personal affaire for the Sannin, as he said before, but even if he didn't know him when he was that age, Minato Namikaze had been his Sensei. If there was an impostor taking his semblances, Kakashi Hatake would not be the last to know. He would personally question him and see his Sensei's name would not get tarnished.
Godaime Hokage – Fifth Hokage
Kuchiyose no Jutsu – Summoning Technique
Ninken – Ninja Dog
A/N: Yeeee. Did you like it? Writing Naruto is so funny! Hope I managed to write everyone in character and that you didn't get annoyed. Was Jiraiya too quick at trusting Minato? Anyway, WHAT'S GONNA HAPPEN NOW? WHAT ABOUT NARUTO'S PEARS? WAIT FOR THE NEXT CHAPTER AND YOU WILL FIND OUT! FOLLOW&FAVORITE&REVIEW!
Reminder: I apologize for every grammar mistake, wrong usage of the past tense, awkward choice of words, un-fluent-ness of sentences, ecc. If someone wants to Beta-read this story, just PM me and let me know. I'm also going to do a lot of re-editing and try fixing as many mistake as I can. The plot and scenes won't change, of course.
