Naruto skipped through the hallways of the Hokage building, disguised as Tsunade. The guards have never seen the Godaime skip, but they were extremely crept out by the scene.
"Tsunade-sama, are you alright?"
Naruto stopped and grinned at the concerned ninja, "Like I'm on vacation."
The man raised an eyebrow, "I've never seen you this happy when going to work."
The Hokage replacement stepped up to the door and started unlocking it, "Don't worry, it's just that I'm almost finished the documents..."
Turning the knob and opening the door, rage filled Naruto as he saw the terrors happening in the office. Jiraiya was unconscious and lying on the ground, surrounded by empty sake bottles, and the table had more documents on it than it did when Naruto first started this job. "What the fuck is this? How did you get in here?" screamed the pissed off boy, shaking his former teacher awake.
Jiraiya turned from side to side to try and shake the replacement Hokage off him. "Five more minutes..." moaned the old man.
Something snapped inside Naruto, he lifted the senile ninja and tossed him out the window. "You never let me sleep in during training!!!"
"Training?" asked the guard suspiciously.
"Never mind, I'm getting to work."
"You're getting to work?" asked the guard, even more suspiciously than before, "Tsunade-sama, you're not acting like yourself. Are you alright?"
"Oh leave me alone," replied Naruto and closed the door.
The woman-looking boy stared at the desk, a stockpile of papers were lying on and around it in a very unorganized fashion. "Damn politicians..." thought Naruto. "Osu! Time to get to work!"
Kiyoshi took a step away with each step that Hiashi took towards him, "Heh..."
"Don't 'Heh' me, boy..." replied Hiashi. There was a chill in his voice that sent shivers down Kiyoshi's spine, an advancing stride that made the boy's legs itchy for some running, and a deadly stare that made him look slightly off to the side. "You shouldn't have meddled with the Hyuga heiress... boy."
Kiyoshi remembered the promise that he and Tsunade made; that they would get Naruto and Hinata together no matter what the cost or disturbance. "No wonder that damn woman went on vacation..." mumbled the teen.
He stopped retreating and held his ground. Hiashi wasn't surprised, "Going to accept your fate?"
"I don't really care... about the consequences. Now that they're together, you won't be able to separate them," replied Kiyoshi.
"I'll think of something... but for now, I'll get rid of the cause of the problem... you"
"Eek..."
A voice echoed through his mind, "Turn it on, Kiyoshi-kun."
Kiyoshi nodded and activated the first stage of his blood-limit. "As for me... I was supposed to die a long time ago," replied Kiyoshi, and went into a serious battle-stance.
Hinata watched this from afar; she had always wished none of her friends would ever have to fight her father, but somehow knew it was inevitable. "Father! Don't do it!"
Hiashi didn't listen to his daughter, but took this opportunity to his advantage. "Break up with Naruto, and I won't do anything to this kid."
Shock ran through Kiyoshi's face; he was being used as a hostage, and being negotiated over. He sharply turned his head to Hinata, Hinata, don..."
The deadly palm thrust to his chest cut off Kiyoshi's reply. Kneeling on the ground, coughing blood out, Kiyoshi came to realize that Hiashi wouldn't let him have a say in the conversation. "That's low."
"Don't lecture me!" screamed the man, picking him up and throwing a back-fist punch to Kiyoshi's stomach.
The boy flew back several meters, tumbling on the ground and vomiting blood. "Shit..."
"What's the matter? Can't keep up?"
Kiyoshi realized; although he had the advantage of seeing a small amount of time into the future, Hiashi's movements were just way too fast for his reflexes. And even though he had his weights and condensed muscle tissue protecting him, Hiashi's attacks were hitting his vital organs. He was at a disadvantage, for the first time in his life he found someone who could kill him.
"I'll join you soon Hikari... but not yet," whispered the teen and got up from the puddle of his own blood. "Let's fight," said the teen, activating the second stage of his blood-limit.
Naruto was just barely able to pull of his disguise before a guard stormed into his room.
"Tsunade-sama! We have a report of domestic disturbance in the Hyuga estate!"
"The Hyuga estate... Who's involved?"
"Hiashi-sama and some punk kid!"
"Kiyoshi..." thought Naruto. "I'm going to stop it myself."
"Osu, I'll get everyone to stay back," replied the guard, turned and walked away.
Naruto didn't know what to do; if he went out into public dressed as Tsunade, his secret would be revealed. But leaving Hiashi to kill Kiyoshi would haunt his mind; Kiyoshi already died in the eyes of Naruto before, that's something he didn't want repeated.
"Damn that hooligan..." thought Naruto and froze. "'Hooligan'? What am I, senile?"
Kiyoshi could just barely evade Hiashi's moves, seeing a form of blue light moving in front of him and throwing whip-like punches at him. He didn't have time to counter-attack, for his opponent wouldn't give him a single opportunity.
Hiashi had always been scary, yet he was also always calm. What Hinata saw in front of her right now, the enraged form of her father, terrified her to the bone. She stared at him as if she was observing a nightmare; nothing in Hinata's mind could compare to her father in his current state.
"Please! Stop!" screamed the girl.
Hiashi didn't take a moment to give Kiyoshi a chance for a counter-attack, "You can stop this!"
"Stupid old man..." said Kiyoshi, covered in his own blood, each word making Hiashi despise his existence, "Even if she breaks up with him. They will end up together eventually."
"Shut up!" screamed the man, placing another blow through Kiyoshi's heart.
The boy's eyes widened as he flew back and shriveled up into a ball before landing on a staircase.
"Get up, Kiyoshi..." said a voice.
He looked up, he couldn't speak. The manly form of light was advancing towards him, Hiashi mimicking the form's moves seconds later. There were glowing forms all over the Hyuga estate, each accompanied by their owner, each a different color. But there was one form that didn't have an owner; a violet light was slouching beside him. He smelled the air, "Jasmines..."
"Get up and live."
The boy felt tremendous pain as he got back up; a sharp ache throughout his insides, as if he was about to vomit and explode. He didn't know what to do; there was no way of stopping his fight without his death, and beating Hiashi was out of his league. He closed his eyes, "Jasmines..." he whispered again, getting back up.
"You dragged Hinata out to a mission that nearly got her killed, forced her to learn a technique that wasn't her own, and you brainwashed her into dating the Jinchuuriki... you're dead, kid," said Hiashi and threw a palm thrust at Kiyoshi's head.
Kiyoshi observed everything as if he were in a dream, everything turned slow for a moment, giving him plenty of time to think. He calmly observed as the blue form of light in front of him extended, a whip-like trail slowly coming closer to his face. "Am I dead?"
Hiashi's massive chakra flow exploded out of his palm on strike. Kiyoshi's brain splattered all over the streets, limp body lying motionless on the ground, back of his head open and empty.
Nothing happened, everything was still, and that image kept going through Kiyoshi's head as he observed Hiashi's retraction before executing the attack. "Is this what happens to people before they die? Is this what they call 'life flashing before my eyes'?" thought the boy, "No... This is different. What is this?"
"This is a little something I've slapped together," replied a nasty, yet familiar voice.
Kiyoshi couldn't move, everything but his mind was frozen in time. "You're the one I met back at the cave."
The voice laughed, "correct."
"What do you want?"
"Well... I'd like to know how much you found out about your clan."
"I know that you killed them. You killed my clan for not submitting and being your slaves."
This time the voice laughed even harder, "You're way off, kid."
"Kid?" thought Kiyoshi. "You don't have the right to call me a kid... none of your species do!"
"Ooh, pretty harsh..." giggled the speaker. "Do you want to know what happened?"
Kiyoshi couldn't take this. Being frozen in time, with an incoming killing blow was worse than torture. "Leave me alone!"
"To die?" asked the voice, "As you can see, if you go back into the fourth dimension, you'll be instantly killed by... the man's attack. And you already know what will happen once he strikes."
The image of his own dead body flashed through Kiyoshi's mind. "Shut up! Let me go!"
"Alright, alright... but before I do, let me nudge you into the right direction," chuckled the voice.
"What are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about your blood limit of course."
"What do you know, you sorry excuse for a lizard?"
"I can help you classify your the type of power you get from it," explained the raspery voice, "Your blood limit is a spiritual genjutsu."
"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?"
The voice chuckled, and started fading with each spoken word, "As I said, all I'll give you is a nudge. If you somehow manage to survive the man's upcoming attack, you should look into it."
"Wait! Why are you telling me this? What are you after?" The voice was no longer around, and the time was now starting up again as if an engine heating up. "Shit, I have to fight now."
Pain started searing its way through his body again, increasing bit-by-bit. He was desperately trying to move out of the way of Hiashi's attack, but his body had no advantage over the attacker's in speed. "Move... move!"
Time started up again at full speed, he was able to get out of the way of the attack, but with the cost of half his ear being ripped off.
"You lucky little vermin..." hissed Hiashi.
Hinata desperately screamed, "Father! Stop it!"
Kiyoshi kneeled down a few meters away, holding his torso as if trying to keep his organs from falling out. "I have no need to fight you."
Naruto came around the corner, disguised as Tsunade. Kiyoshi was glad and terrified by having spotted his friend; Naruto would be able to stop the fight due to his current position, but in doing so he would jeopardize his disguise. "Shit..."
"Hiashi! What's the meaning of this?" screamed Naruto.
The man turned around, facing the replacement Hokage. Stares of the entire Hyuga estate were bouncing between the two standing figures. "This kid meddled with my daughter's business."
"So you decided to kill him?"
Hiashi froze, realizing the flaw of what he was doing. He felt lucky that Kiyoshi survived all his attacks, and managed the impossible dodge of his last strike. "He... made Hinata love that Jinchuuriki kid..." whispered Hiashi in shame.
Naruto repeated his previous statement, "So you decided to kill him?"
Hiashi no longer knew what to think; the actions he took, for a man of his statue, were humiliating. "Oh my god..."
"Tell me this. What would have happened if you had killed him?" asked Naruto.
Kiyoshi regained his breath and stood up, holding his ear. "You're walking a thin line Naruto... don't you fall," thought the teen.
Hiashi didn't know what to reply; he was speechless, lost halfway in between in his thoughts and a nightmare of a reality.
"I'll tell you what," Naruto continued, "You would have been thrown into prison, and shame would befall the whole Hyuga family, including your daughter. But she would still love Naruto, and you wouldn't be around to see her happiness."
Hiashi snapped, "Why are you defending her defiant actions?" screamed the man, "Why?"
Naruto shook his head, "Oh Hiashi... you're angry." said the disguised Naruto, "You, of all people, should know better than to fall prey to emotion."
He looked up at her, "What should I do? Having my daughter date the Jinchuuriki brings shame to the Hyuga name."
Naruto felt like a cheat for what he was about to say, "Give him a chance."
Hiashi sharply turned away and stormed off in a cloud of anger and uncertainty. Naruto turned to Kiyoshi, "Kiyoshi-kun, come with me!"