Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto. If I did the opening credits song would be sang by Linkin Park and they would rock Naruto like it was the shit! Or maybe I would make into a black comedy called "Killer Bee" with hoes (literally) and niggas and black language. What should I do? Linkin Park and a black Naruto? Now I'm just confused and when I rant I don't make any sense.
From Chapter two please note that I will refer to Minato as Naruto from there on. Just a warning and understand that Minato is now in Naruto's body.
Ok. I've made some changes to this chapter. There was some serious mistake I made which was pointed out by InARealPickle. How I did not see that I don't know but thank you InARealPickle. It really could have messed up the whole story since I was thinking of releasing the next chapter right before I saw your review.
Chapter two: Beginnings
Naruto's breath finally steadied. He lay on his hospital bed trying to make sense of his surroundings. Sarutobi stood on his right side while a brown-haired doctor stood on his left slowly withdrawing a needle from his arm.
"What was that?" Sarutobi demanded with a hint of worry in his voice.
The doctor looked to the heart rate monitor before turning back to the Hokage. "He had a panic attack, my Lord. So far it has left no lasting effects but I need to run tests to see if it will be recurrent."
"Are you ok, Naruto?" Sarutobi asked turning his attention to the blonde haired boy. The boy opened his mouth and it was a few seconds before any words came out.
"W-Water" he croaked out. Immediately, a glass filled with cool water was held before his face. The old man carefully tipped it toward Naruto's lips after helping him sit up and the boy drank it greedily. After the glass was emptied Naruto took a few more breaths before speaking. "I'm fine, Hokage-sama." For some reason those words made the Hokage frown. 'Did I say something wrong? Maybe it's that a small boy called him Hokage-sama? But what else can you call him? Hokage-jiji? That's kind of awkward'
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Alright Naruto. I have to talk to this doctor then go back to my work. I want you to do what this doctor tells you and then I'll send someone here to pick you up. He'll take you to get some ramen and when I meet you there I'll pay for all the ramen you can eat. How does that sound?"
Naruto had to smile at that. The ramen chef was still around! Maybe this world wouldn't be so bad after all. "It sounds good, Hokage-sama."
The old man smiled but Naruto could swear he saw his frown deepen before that. "One more thing Naruto. Do you remember what happened?" A puzzled expression covered the boy's face. Slowly Naruto shook his head. "I see. Ok Naruto. Remember what I told you."
He and the doctor then left the boy to gather his thoughts. As they left Naruto glanced at the heart rate monitor. During his panic attack only he had seen the number 300 flash on the machine. He frowned.
Outside Naruto's room Sarutobi quickly went from a kind old man to the man hailed across the continent as the professor. "I want you to tell me everything you know about Naruto's condition." He ordered the doctor as he folded his arms above his chest. The man before him pushed up his glasses.
"It is simply amazing Hokage-sama. After the attack on the boy when he was brought here the fact that the Kyuubi's chakra had already healed all fatal injuries making his body look untouched was simply astounding. The only thing the Kyuubi's chakra couldn't heal was the mental trauma inflicted on the boy due to a genjutsu. It must have been a powerful one for it left the boy in a vegetative state. All the tests and diagnostics we had ran on the boy turned out negative. His brain wave patterns showed no activity. He was brain-dead. He wasn't supposed to wake up.
"But he has woken up."
"Yes Hokage-sama. He has woken up and we don't know how. He is as fit as a five-year old should be physically. Actually he is even fitter considering what he holds inside him."
"What about his mental state? He no longer refers to me as Hokage-jiji. Not only that but he was not as joyful as he would usually be when I offer to take him to Ichiraku ramen."
The doctor cupped his chin in thought. "It may be a strange form of PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder). He may have blocked his emotions slightly in order to deal with the stress, but I am not sure. We will also have to run some tests on that. We'll try to find out why he woke up but I doubt we'll find anything. I just know that the boy is a walking medical miracle. Also he has a mild form of amnesia but that seems to be clearing. He'll remember everything soon enough. I'm not sure about the attack though. I have a theory that the Kyuubi's chakra may have burned away the memory of the attack since he wasn't exactly himself at that time."
Sarutobi looked thoughtful for about a minute before speaking. "I see. I want an update on his condition when you deem him fit to leave the mission. Report to me directly. Also you are to allow no other medical official to assist you when running your tests. No one else is to move into this hospital room without authorization from me. My Anbu have received similar orders. Do you understand?"
"Yes Hokage-sama." The doctor replied. Sarutobi then crossed his hands behind him before moving to return to the Hokage's tower.
…Hours later…
Naruto put on the clothes which had been laid out for him. They consisted of a white long sleeved shirt, blue pants and blue sandals. It felt so awkward putting on the small clothes. In fact everything about his new body was awkward. He had hurt his ass by trying to get off the bed and misjudging the distance between his feet and the floor. He couldn't stop twitching because the body of his five-year old son was a ball of energy. Walking was awkward because of the change in his depth perception. Honestly Naruto felt like a five-month old baby instead of a five-year old boy.
The doctor's tests had taken forever. Naruto had felt the need to whine at the man several times. He had also felt the need to jump out of the window so he could get the hell away from the needles. Some annoying woman had been brought in to give him a psychological evaluation. She had asked so many damn questions that Naruto's head had begun had begun to ache.
Needless to say, they didn't get along that well but Naruto was sure that by the end of it she thought he was sane. Maybe bit more mature than normal five-year olds.
It was after he was finished dressing that the brown-haired doctor with a ponytail walked in. "Alright Naruto-kun. You're all ready to go. The person Hokage-sama sent to pick you up is almost here."
Naruto bowed to the doctor. "Thank you doctor-san."
"No, no. None of that 'doctor-san'. Just call me Daisuke."
"Then thank you Daisuke-san" Naruto bowed once more. The doctor sweat-dropped.
"Ok then Naruto-kun, I hope we never have to meet here again but if you do end up back in here, just ask for me. I'll straighten you out." Naruto smiled as Daisuke ruffled his hair.
"I also want you to have this." The doctor added before taking something out of his coat. 'Pills? Naruto questioned in his head. The doctor gave Naruto the small cylinder. "Listen to me very closely Naruto. Are you listening?" Naruto nodded. "These are anti-anxiety pills. You may not understand that but you are to take these pills if suddenly things become too hard. If you can't breathe, if you can't think, if your chest starts to hurt I want you to take one pill. Do you understand?" Naruto nodded and pocketed the bottle.
"Ok, so when do you take a pill?" Naruto answered him. "How many do you take?" Naruto answered correctly again. "Alright, you're good to go."
Suddenly a hand placed itself on Naruto's shoulder causing the boy to jump. "Oh, sorry for scaring you Naruto."
Naruto turned ready to yell only to find himself staring up at a Anbu operative way taller than him with a dog mask and silver hair sticking out. Even Daisuke had been startled though his eye twitching showed he was visibly trying to hide it causing the Anbu to smile behind his two masks.
The Anbu crouched down until he was level with Naruto. "You ok, Naruto? You look like you've seen a ghost." Said the operative in an overly cheerful voice.
Naruto however was shocked at seeing who he was sure to be his former student. Kami, he was big now and it seemed he had finally perfected his cheerful voice.
"I-I'm f-fine, Anbu-san. You just scared me, that's all." Naruto said finally getting a grip on himself.
"Ok so the Hokage sent me to take you to your new home and then after that I'll take you to Ichiraku's. Are you ready to go?" Naruto nodded. "Ok then. Why don't you get on my back and I'll carry you." The dog-masked Anbu turned while still crouching and Naruto wrapped his arms around the man's neck. The Anbu then stood up, his arms around Naruto's legs before turning back to Daisuke. "The Hokage is expecting you." Daisuke nodded once.
The Anbu walked up to the open window then suddenly he and Naruto were up in the air moving away from the hospital. Kakashi wanted his sensei's son to enjoy the ride so instead of moving swiftly across the roofs he opted to jump high every time hoping that it would give Naruto a little thrill. Kids liked that didn't they?
Then again he couldn't be sure. When he was at that age he was killing people.
"Naruto you're awfully quiet? Is something wrong?"
Naruto sighed. "No dog-san. It's not that. It's just that I'm seeing the village and I'm starting to remember things. Is…is it true? Does everyone hate me?" Indeed, the memories of the five-year old Naruto were starting to come to him. Flashes of here and there and every single person had those same eyes. Naruto knew those eyes. He'd seen them a lot in the Third Shinobi War most of them directed at him. But he could deal with those ones. They were his people's enemies and thus his enemies. His duty to his village was to eliminate those enemies and those enemies had loved ones and people to protect of their own.
This was completely different. Here those eyes were directed at a five-year old. A boy who had never held a blade before. All because he happened to be the one the demon was sealed into. Naruto shut his eyes as a particular memory of parents turning their children against him flashed through his mind.
Seriously, who does that!
"Ummm…well…" Kakashi was seemingly at a loss for words but that was enough confirmation for his teacher who he was unknowingly carrying on his back. Immediately through the back of his armor Kakashi could feel the boy's heartbeat quicken. When he heard the boy begin to gasp for breath, he stopped on a roof and let the boy down quickly but carefully.
"Naruto, take one of your pills now!"
Naruto, who was on his hands and knees, took out the bottle. Kakashi immediately took it from him and unscrewed the lid before pressing one pill to the boy's mouth.
A minute later, the boy had regained control of his breathing and was now resting in the Anbu's arms. Kakashi decided to answer the blonde's question. "They just don't see the real you, Naruto. They just refuse to see the real you."
Naruto stood up and frowned before walking to the edge of the roof. He looked out at the village, saw the numerous people crowding its streets, saw the ninja jumping across the rooftops and saw the village he had once led. He realized that as a Hokage he had never really known his people when he made the choice to seal the demon in his son. And at that moment, he also realized that there wasn't really much that made him think of the leaf as his home.
"Naruto?" Kakashi called out from behind him.
"I'm fine," he said without turning around. "We can go now, Ka-" 'OH SHIT!'
Behind his mask, Kakashi raised an eyebrow when Naruto suddenly started coughing. "Naruto are you sure you're ok?" The blonde turned to him, nodding and with a fake smile on his face. Behind his two masks, Kakashi frowned.
Fifteen minutes later, Kakashi landed at one of the windows of what was to be Naruto's apartment. He opened it before dropping inside and letting Naruto off.
Naruto brushed past the Anbu and found himself in what appeared to be the living room. There was a three-seater couch with a one-seater right beside it facing away from him. In front of the couch was an old television, one Naruto doubted he would ever use. The room was pretty much empty after that. To his right was a door and when he walked into the room behind it he identified it to be a kitchen. It was pretty empty with cupboards and what appeared to be dining table in the middle. He tried to reach up to the cupboards before remembering that he was a midget now. The Anbu helped him though to show that it was only stacked with a few utensils and crockery. A door a bit further away from the kitchen led into a small washroom.
Minato walked back into the living room and up to the door that was opposite the kitchen door. This was now the bedroom which had a bed a bit bigger than him and a cupboard. A bathroom was linked to the bedroom which was already stocked out for him. Naruto's few belongings had been placed in the cupboard in the bedroom.
All in all, his new apartment was small but comfortable and pretty Spartan.
One of his memories showed him that Naruto had been in the orphanage, then an even smaller apartment before this. Naruto couldn't really complain about this one.
He walked back to the Anbu and accepted the key handed to him. "This is your key. Take care of it like the other one and if you do lose it the Hokage has a spare with him." The boy nodded causing Kakashi to frown behind his mask. Naruto hadn't spoken one word since the panic attack he had on the roof.
"Ok then, I'll drop you off at Ichiraku ramen. Ok?" Naruto's response was a nod, not a shout of joy, not a whoop, not even a smile and this made the Anbu operative known as Dog frown.
Ten minutes later the Anbu touched down in front of Ichiraku ramen. He let Naruto off before having to urge him to enter the stand, something almost unheard of. When Naruto walked forward Kakashi turned to face the civilians that had stopped in shock at seeing Naruto. A little burst of killing intent later and everyone decided it was better if they minded their own business…for now.
"How is he?"
"He'll be fine. He's changed a little but he'll be fine."
Naruto walked in to find the old Hokage already seated and conversing with the ramen chef. When Teuchi saw Naruto a smile grew on his face and he opened his mouth to speak but froze when he got a good look at the boy.
Naruto had a completely different look in his eyes. One Teuchi was not used to. He had seen the boy when he was happy and when he was sad. Now Naruto looked…serious?
Sarutobi picked up on this immediately but he saw something else in those eyes. The boy's eyes were cold. That cold look battle-hardened warriors had. A look his predecessor had during the war.
Sarutobi felt a multitude of emotions rush through him. None of them were positive. First of all he was angry. The doctor's report had specifically told him that Naruto was a normal five year old, if only a little bit more mature than one. The person sitting beside him did not look like a normal five-year old boy.
Naruto sat on one of the stools and stared hard at the table. The others could feel the cogs and gears in his brain turning. The boy was in his own little world and in that world he was going through memory after memory of the five-year old Naruto's life in Konoha. The yellow flash couldn't understand how his son had survived this far while being so positive. He wondered if the Naruto he met before coming to this world had gone through all of this too.
Soon he noticed that it was a little too silent. Upon looking up he saw that both Teuchi and Sarutobi were staring at him intently. It didn't take long to figure out why but before he could act upon it Ayame, Teuchi's daughter came into view.
"Dad? Why are you so quie-" The rest of her words were forgotten as she took one look at Naruto before reaching over the counter to squeeze the life out of the blonde in a fierce hug.
The tension n the room was immediately broken when Naruto's eyes began to bulge out of their sockets. Teuchi chuckled, "Ayame-chan, I don't think you want to send Naruto back to the hospital, do you?"
The brown-haired girl drew back and pouted at her father. "Hello Naruto and how are you?"
Naruto gasped out, "Hello Teuchi-san, Ayame-chan, I'm fine." Even Sarutobi had to chuckle at this.
"I'm sorry Naruto," Ayame apologized, "But it's been so long since-"
"It's been only three days Ayame-chan." Teuchi corrected but wisely kept quiet after his daughter gave him a glare.
"It's ok. I'm here now, aren't I?" Naruto smiled at them all and Sarutobi mentally sighed with relief. It wasn't one of Naruto's fake smiles.
The yellow flash in Naruto had to smile. These were the first people other than the Hokage to accept him.
"So what will it be Naruto? The usual? I was going to make it free but our esteemed Hokage generously insisted on footing the bill."
"Thank you Hokage-sama. Naruto turned to bow to the Hokage.
Teuchi raised an eyebrow. Hokage-sama? What happened to Hokage-j-" Teuchi noticed the Hokage waving a hand at him telling him to leave it. 'I don't deserve to be called that' was his sad thought.
Naruto looked between the two. He had this big feeling that there was something he was forgetting though for the life of him he couldn't remember what. His efforts to remember though, were cut off when Teuchi cleared his throat.
"So what will it be, Naruto? The usual ten large miso ramen and keep 'em comin' or should I mix it up for you?"
Naruto's eyes widened at that. Ten miso ramen! Yet for some reason his body reacted to that greatly, namely the drool that threatened to escape his mouth if he wasn't careful. Here it became a case of the mind saying no and the body saying yes. Naruto finally decided that if the first bowl didn't satisfy him he could always eat the next one and when he did get satisfied he could just stop. Simple right?
Apparently not for when Naruto finally regained the ability to think consciously he was halfway through the fifth bowl. He froze and looked up at everyone. Teuchi, Ayame and Sarutobi were all smiling at him and while the old Naruto wouldn't mind and just keep inhaling the other bowls this one felt that the whole situation felt awkward.
The silence continued and Minato lifted his chopstick with noodles between them. They didn't show it but Naruto could swear their eyes were following the chopsticks while those smiles remained plastered on their faces. Ayame's giggle broke the silence but no one made a sound after that. Naruto sweatdropped.
In an effort to stop everyone from staring at him while he ate (Minato hated that) Naruto started a conversation. "Hokage-sama, I want to be a ninja."
No one flinched at this. The boy had asked this question before and everyone already knew Sarutobi's answer. "Don't you remember that I told you that when you're older I'll let you join the ninja academy?"
Naruto froze for a moment as that particular memory resurfaced. "I know you said that but I would like to be a ninja now." Naruto had a plan. His son had told him that he had mastered the nine-tail's chakra yet he had still lost. That meant that the man he had fully come to believe was Madara would be completely difficult to overcome and he had to be strong enough to fight on even grounds with him as soon as possible.
He could train himself but that wouldn't get him as far as he needed because he wouldn't be able to challenge himself to gain experience with this body nor would he like to be caught by someone else doing something a five year old shouldn't do.
Luckily for him someone was listening in on their conversation.
"Naruto, I know you want to be the Hokage but the path is full of hardships. I simply don't think that a five-year old such as yourself is ready for such things. When you're eight I'll let you enter, alright?"
Naruto blinked. 'Hokage? When did- Oh that's right. This Naruto wanted to be Hokage but if I want to beat Madara I can't be Hokage. I am his target and as his target I put the people close to me in danger. Although I cannot excuse the leaf's behavior towards my son I cannot let them be caught in the crossfire and being a Hokage will definitely do just that.'
His analysis finished Naruto turned to the Hokage once more. "I don't think I want to be a Hokage anymore. I don't know how you deal with all that paperwork Hokage-sama, but I sure can't."
Everyone in the stand chuckled. They had all been wondering when the hyperactive blonde would consider the bane of all Hokages: the dreaded paperwork.
"Oh? So why do you want to be a ninja Naruto?"
"To be strong."
"Strong?"
"Yeah, strong enough to protect."
"What will you protect?"
"The people close to me, the people of this village."
"You want to protect this village?"
Naruto thought about it for a minute. The thought of fighting for the leaf wasn't as exciting as it used to be in his former life. Though he figured it was his best bet if he wanted to become a ninja. If Jiraiya was here he would have backed him up. Come think of it, where the hell was Jiraiya anyway? Why wasn't he here being a godfather to Naruto. His memories showed that the five-year old Naruto had never seen or even heard of the man.
"Yes Hokage-sama, I would fight to protect the leaf."
This was enough for the Anbu listening in for before he left when another operative relieved him of his post.
Sarutobi saw the determination shining in Naruto's eyes but he saw something else and he knew the boy was hiding something. He wouldn't pry, for now.
"Naruto, it warms my heart to hear you say those words but I simply cannot let you become a ninja now even if I wanted to. There is a law that states that one can only join the academy if he or she is above eight years of age. For now it would be better if you just enjoyed your childhood."
"What law? Didn't Uchiha Itachi-" Teuchi was swiftly cut off when the Hokage held up his hand. But what truly stopped him was not the Hokage's order. It was the flash of emotion on the man's face. He wasn't actually sure it had even happened, but if he truly believed it and had to guess what it was, his answers may have been: hurt, pain, sadness, worry, stress and guilt. But this was the Hokage. The one who had ruled since he had been smaller than Naruto. He was always strong.
He really didn't know that his Hokage was slowly falling apart.
That shot Naruto's plans to hell. It would be a whole three more years before that happened and he simply did not feel like enjoying life as a five-year old in a village full of people who hate him until then. Funny, he didn't remember such a law.
Ayame decided to join the conversation.
"Yeah Naruto, There's no point in rushing such a thing. Three years isn't much is it?"
"Sure Ayame-chan." Naruto slid off the chair leaving his half finished bowl of ramen on the table.
"Where are you going Naruto?" Teuchi questioned.
"To do some thinking," was Naruto's reply.
Teuchi turned towards his daughter. "Did he say thinking?"
The old man was beside Naruto in a matter of seconds. "Do you want me to escort you home?"
"It's ok, Hokage-sama, you need not worry yourself over me."
Sarutobi stopped where he stood. Naruto's new vocabulary was shocking. He wondered where he could have picked up.
Sarutobi watched the boy turn into what was now an empty street before looking to the shadows. He gave a quick nod and felt the Anbu operative leave the area to get to the boy. The old man sighed.
'Minato, where did I go wrong?'
…Ten minutes later…
Naruto fumbled with the key to his new apartment before he finally managed to open the door. After placing his shoes next to the door he realized he wasn't going to get any sleep. So instead he decided he would sit on the couch and think until he came up with a solution to his problem. It wasn't long before he realized there was another problem. Someone was already sitting on his couch.
At least that's what his eyes were telling him. There was a dark figure on his one-seater couch. His hand moved toward the light switch and he flicked it on.
Naruto found himself staring at an old man with black shaggy hair. His right eye was bandaged with the bandages running around his forehead and the right side of his face. On his chin was an x-shaped scar. He wore a white shirt with a brown robe covering from his feet to just over his right shoulder and his right arm was in a sling.
'Danzo' Naruto did not let the recognition show in his eyes.
"Who are you?"
"I am but a shadow." The war hawk replied.
"Huh? Whatever, you better leave because there are Anbu all over the place." Indeed there were. Sarutobi had stationed two Anbu around the house. One was to follow Naruto wherever he went and the other stayed at the house making sure nobody left Naruto a 'housewarming' gift.
"And I assure you that they are doing their job. For the duration of our conversation they will not interfere unless necessary."
A five year old may have had trouble interpreting that but the yellow flash in this five-year old understood it perfectly. 'They're working for him. There are operatives who are loyal to him? He implanted them. I always knew he was up to something.'
"Those guys work for you, don't they?" The blonde narrowed his eyes. Danzo stood up.
"You're a smart one, aren't you?" He began to approach the boy until Naruto had to look up to meet his gaze.
"What do you want?"
"I want to help you achieve your goals."
"Excuse me?"Naruto raised an eyebrow.
"A…friend of mine overheard that you want to be a ninja."
"So what if I do?"
"I can help you in that endeavor."
"What?"
"I can help you protect the leaf. I can train you, guide you along that path you wish to take." Naruto narrowed his eyes. "The old Hokage will keep giving you excuses if you continue to pester him but I will give you what you seek. He does not see the potential in you like I do."
"Hmmm…what if I say no?"
"You will forget we ever had this meeting." Somehow Naruto had a feeling the old war hawk was being completely literal about that part. Aside from whatever plans this man held for him, this was an opportunity that had presented itself at exactly the right moment since Sarutobi was being mean about it. With Danzo's help he could become strong, strong enough to possibly be a match for Madara.
It would be hard and he knew this guy would try to rob him of his emotions by doing terrible things to him, but if he played his cards right he would be the one using Danzo instead of it being the other way around.
Plus there was that voice in the back of his head that kept saying, "Take it fleshbag! Take it!" At least, that's what he thought it was saying.
"Well Naruto-san? What is your decision?"
"Can I have some time to think about it?"
Danzo was a statue. "No Naruto-san. It's either yes or no." After a few more seconds of deliberation the blonde gave a quick sharp nod. "You agree?"
"Yes"
"You realize that I will demand a lot from you? This path will not be an easy one." Determination shone in the boy's eyes as he said yes once more. "Very well Naruto-san." Danzo placed a hand on Naruto's shoulder. "From now you are a part of Ne. We are the foundation that keeps the village standing. We are the root that supports the whole tree. While the leaves bathe in the sunlight we work in the darkness. My name is Danzo and I will make you strong. Are you ready?"
"Hai, Danzo-sama."
Silence remained in Sarutobi's office as he sat in his chair facing his village. It was dark but the old man wouldn't have it any other way. He should have been catching up with all the paperwork he had missed out on when he went to eat with Naruto but if he had to give an excuse he would say he just didn't feel like it.
A poor excuse because all Kages and leaders always had to do something they didn't feel like. If there was one thing he felt like doing it was going back in time and taking Minato's place. Oh Kami, what he would give to do just that but fate was a fickle bitch and that cruel fate made he, someone who could have ended a lifetime of service to the leaf with the ultimate sacrifice get stuck here taking the reins back from his successor who hadn't been Hokage for more than five years. Life was unfair like that.
And here he was with a guilty conscience because he couldn't protect that very man's son.
It was strange, whenever he looked away for a moment, whenever he relaxed for a second disaster struck.
The people of Konoha had left Naruto alone after a drunk civilian who broke a beer bottle on Naruto's head was executed. They only glared at him and told their children to not associate with him. Sarutobi felt it safe to call Anbu off from guarding the boy, just to give him more room. One week later, Sarutobi woke up when he sensed the Kyuubi's malevolent chakra. He heard that Naruto is being attacked. Minutes later he arrived at the boy's location only to find the blonde lying face down on the earth surrounded by mutilated corpses. Half an hour later he heard that Naruto was put in a genjutsu that caused severe mental trauma. He may never wake up. Ten minutes later he broke his desk in rage as he wondered where Jiraiya was and why he hadn't stop this like he stopped all the other assassinations. An hour later when he was relatively calm he couldn't shake the feeling that this is not all there is to this situation.
He ordered his Anbu to investigate but they came up with nothing. Everything showed that his ninja attacked Naruto. They even managed to identify the one who cast the genjutsu, a nin who was one of the best genjutsu practitioners in his village. He could definitely cause a five-year old severe mental trauma 'till he's brain-dead. The only survivor told Sarutobi everything he'd heard before.
But for some reason he couldn't shake off the feeling and even in his office it still plagued him.
As Sarutobi added more tobacco to his pipe, he swore to have Anbu tracking the boy until he could fight on par with the sannin. Hopefully he would never screw up like that again. But did he have the strength for that. Somewhere in his mind, he realized that he was starting to lose it but he wouldn't acknowledge it. After all these years it couldn't happen now. He had been so scared when he saw the completely unresponsive Naruto. It shook him to his very core. Something in his mind snapped. It had been so bad that over the past few days he had even been contemplating suicide. He always shot the idea down quickly but that thought was always followed by the one that had another war start then he would go straight up against an army and get killed somewhere in between killing them. But…there were always so many buts.
Naruto couldn't be a ninja. Not yet. He had to have a normal childhood, he just had to grow up to be a happy man and not a cold-blooded killer filled with hate and Kami knows what.
The old man suddenly put his hand to his chest and his and grimaced. His breathing became erratic. After a few minutes he relaxed and continued to stare out over his village as if he hadn't just experienced severe pain.
Sarutobi was tired. Too tired.
Replaced the chapter, made a few adjustments and now hopefully I can upload the next one. So I give you a Sarutobi that's going mad.
Can someone tell me where on the internet I can translate English to Japanese? I already know google but I may need somewhere else.
Does anyone recognize the panic attacks? I'll give you a clue. Nobody knows this but the Fourth Hokage had a kekkei genkai. His reflexes were so quick the Fourth Raikage has to use a lightning jutsu to only be on par with them. Some other people somewhere else also had those abilities and I'm hoping to use it for this fic.
It's kind of easy if you know about it. Plus the action will begin in the next chapter.