Disclaimer: I do not own Danny Phantom or Naruto!
"What do I do, what do I do, what do I do?" Danny asked as he frantically paced in circles around his room. After Vlad had left he'd sprinted to the Nasty Burger, told Sam and Tucker that something important had happened and he needed to speak to them privately, and practically dragged them into his room and slammed the door shut. Sam walked up to him and placed her hands on his shoulders.
"Danny," she began, then shook him violently. "Stop pacing! You're making me dizzy!" Danny sighed and ran a hand through his hair.
"Sorry, guys,"
"Don't be. Now quit blubbering and tell us what happened," Sam demanded.
"Well, I was on the way over to the Nasty Burger to meet with you guys when Vlad decided to make an appearance." All three teens grimaced upon hearing the name. "Apparently, he learned how to do the sharingan."
"Which is what, exactly?" Tucker asked.
"Do you remember when Naruto, Sasuke, and Sakura came over? To help fight Zabuza?"
"Dude, I still have to wear bandages for that. I'm not going to forget it anytime soon." Tucker lifted his shirt to reveal a square bandage that covered a wound caused by a shuriken striking him in the stomach, just to prove it.
"Okay, so the sharingan is an ability where you can see differently than normal. It lets the user know when someone is using a jutsu, or in my case, ghost powers, to deceive him or her. Vlad used the sharingan in order to tell which was the real me after I duplicated myself."
"Wait a second, you made a duplicate? Awesome!" Tucker interjected. Danny's worried look was replaced for half a second by gratitude, but then returned to worry.
"Thanks. Anyway, the weird thing is that the sharingan is unique to Sasuke's clan, so Vlad shouldn't be able to use it."
"Did he tell you how he learned it?" Sam asked.
"All he said was that he'd done a lot of research."
"So? There's a difference between learning out of books and developing the signature power of an ancient clan of ninja."
"Yeah, that's exactly what I told him. But then he was all like," Danny's voice became deeper in a comical imitation of the elder halfa, "'don't worry about the details; it's too much for your fourteen-year-old mind,' and wouldn't elaborate. All he said was that it was a lot more complicated than just learning out of books."
"There's gotta be a way to beat this power of his," Tucker said.
"Well, if I learned how to do the sharingan myself, it'd be effective against him. In fact, I'd be able to know when he makes duplicates of his own to try and trick me. How awesome would that be?"
"Pretty awesome, dude."
Just then, there was a small explosion of gray smoke in the center of the room. Danny, Tucker, and Sam all covered their eyes as the smoke passed over them, and lowered their arms when it cleared. Standing in the center of Danny's room was an old man whose face was wrinkled and covered in liver spots. He was wearing white robes, and a red robe underneath them. He also had on a white triangular hat that was red in the front, and that had cloth descend from it and cover all of his head so that only his face was showing. He removed the pipe from his mouth to speak.
"Hello, Danny."
"Uh…hi," the halfa began. "Not to be rude, but who are you and why are you in the middle of my room. Oh, and how did you get here?"
"In order: I'm the third hokage, the most powerful ninja in the Hidden Leaf Village. I'm in your room because I've come to escort you back to said village. And I got here by using a teleportation jutsu that is too advanced for most other ninja; that's why I had to come myself." Danny knew from Sasuke, Sakura, and Naruto that the hokage was a man who warranted respect, and he immediately bowed. Sam and Tucker hesitantly followed suit.
"Thank you, but you can stand up; there's no need for that now." The three teens stood erect.
"As I was saying, it's come to my attention that your enemy has learned one of our most sacred abilities, the sharingan. In order for you to defeat him, you must learn an even more powerful perceptive jutsu. And since you gave members of my village the courtesy of allowing them to stay in your home, I extend the same courtesy to you for while you learn the ways of the ninja. You'll be staying with one of our shinobi during your training."
"Wait a minute, I have to learn how to be a ninja?"
"Yes."
"But won't that take time? Vlad, my enemy, only gave me three days!"
"The genin told me all about their adventure with you. You know a spirit named Clockwork, one who can manipulate time itself, correct?"
"Yeah…"
"So he'll be able to send you back to right now once you finish your training, and everything will be as though you had never left."
"That makes sense, I guess…"
"Good. Now let's go!" He reached forward and grabbed Danny by the arm, and the two of them vanished in a cloud of gray smoke. When it cleared, only Tucker and Sam remained in the room.
"Well, that was…interesting," Sam said. All of a sudden, a blue portal opened up right where the cloud had been. A figure stepped out of the portal and surveyed the contents of the room warily before its eyes settled on Sam and Tucker. It noticed that their eyes were the size of dinner plates and taking in every inch of him.
"Oh my gosh…" Sam murmured. "It's…what happened to you?" The figure smirked.
HA! I bet you all thought that Danny would have to learn how to be a ninja inside of three days, right? I decided to be a little merciful on poor Dan.