Here is a list of the ages of the characters:

- Hashirama/Madara: 12 years old

- Tobirama/Izuna: 10 years old

- Naruto: 9 years old

- Itama: 7 years old

Asura's Will

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By Angelbloodlover

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~ "Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time."

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Marthe Troly-Curtin, Phrynette Married

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Chapter 6: Shifting Plans

"When a man learns to love, he must bear the risk of hatred."

- Uchiha Madara

When she woke up from her dreamless sleep, Naruto started exploring the small prison she was stuffed into. In the corner she found a chamber pot to piss in, the smell making her nauseous. She forced herself to breathe through her mouth. Nose crinkling in disgust, she inspected the room further- a small tray with bread and water. How thoughtful of them, she thought sarcastically. She could hear Kurama cursing their very existence.

Looking up, she saw two Uchiha guards eyeing her distrustfully, one even sneering at her openly. "Look, the brat is up."

She growled at him, lips curling upwards, "Look who is talking, horse-face."

Before a fight would erupt, another guard appeared. He opened the door and ordered her to follow her, the two guard following after her. No wonder Sasuke was so paranoid, it's in the Uchiha genes. She could feel the insulted guard glaring daggers at her. Uchihas were sometimes too easy to rile up. It must be because of Asura's chakra within her, Naruto concluded.

The Uchihas had a grand place that resembled a labyrinth, purely made to confuse the invading enemies. Even now, it was absolutely difficult to grasp the many turns they had taken. It was done on purpose, she wasn't that stupid. At least she wasn't killed on the spot- that had to count for something, right?

If things would fuck up then she still had her hut where she could sleep and eat. Though, she would have to arm it with many seals and Genjutsus just to keep the Uchihas off her back. By rescuing Itama she had Hashirama's unwavering loyalty. Fate certainly didn't shy out from helping her. The Uzumaki clan would have to wait for now. She couldn't associate herself with yet another clan, maybe it would be best. Staying in the Uchiha clan and keeping an eye out for Madara and Zetsu would be the best option for the moment. She had to get that blasted stone tablet and rewrite Zetsu's damned obsession with his so-called mother. As for her Summoning Contract with the Toads- she still had to find time to write her name on the contract. Again. Last but not least, finding the Kurama from this timeline, that would be very hard to achieve, but not impossible. After all, she had Kurama with her and what better way to find the fox than asking it to the furry fox.

Finally, they stopped in front of a shoji screen where the door was slid open. The room revealed to be huge and styled in a very traditional manner. The Uchiha emblem decorating the middle wall in the room. It was oddly relaxing and she felt her muscles lose the accumulated tension. There were five elderly people sitting in the middle and one aristocratic-looking man standing with his arms crossed. Squinting her eyes, she tilted her head to the side, wondering where she had seen that man before.

Her eyes widened when the memory hit her, he had been the man that had questioned her. Eyes narrowing she regarded the man with a calm expression, her relaxed persona vanishing with one look from that man. She had a feeling that he wasn't one to be trifled with. His chakra levels were way too high to be an unimportant person.

Calculating eyes observed the blonde-haired Uchiha bastard with slight resentment. If he got his hands on the person who created this mess in the first place, he'd snap his of her neck in an instant. They were lucky this bastard child didn't end up with the filthy Senjus. His eyes moved back to the highly intelligent girl with the haunted eyes. He could feel her powerful aura roll off her in waves. She wasn't one to be trifled with.

He remembered that golden cloak that surrounded her-back then her power had even multiplied. Could it be a Kekkei Genkai from her non-Uchiha parent?

"What's your name?" He demanded coldly once she sat down in front of the Uchiha elders. He wasn't about to sit down, he rather like the height difference and the way her defiant eyes were regarding her. Interesting, she doesn't show an ounce of fear in her eyes. That was something he could respect- power was something he respected and this tiny girl was the epitome of it. This tiny human could contain so much raw, wild and uncontrollable power.

When she answered, he didn't even detect a hint of lie within her words, "Namikaze Naruto, Uchiha-sama."

He chuckled in amusement, "You think I'm the clan head?"

"I don't think, I know," came her haughty reply.

He had to admit, she had spunk, but that could only get you so far. "Where are your parents?"

"Dead." She answered him truthfully, looking him in the eyes. He almost flinched at that haunting look, eyes too old for someone so young. Madara and Izuna didn't even have that look in their eyes. Those eyes belonged to someone who had lost everyone, saw hell and came back.

"Why did you decide to join the Uchiha clan after so many years?" He continued, not caring whether she would snap or cry at his cold behavior towards her. The Uchiha elders were quiet for now, their current aim was detecting any lies that this child might spew out. He couldn't afford to take any risks within his clan, even from a potential member.

The girl clenched her fists, serious eyes that didn't match her youthful face, "I need to get stronger to protect my dream and precious people."

He raised an eyebrow when he felt the nervous chakra signature from his son, not that far away. Directing his attention back to the trembling girl, he observed her clenched fists where blood was trickling down. Her eyes were blazing like an inferno and her tiny form was shaking uncontrollably. He thought that she may even bawl her eyes out but that wasn't the case. Instead her gaze pierced his very soul and he became uncomfortable under her gaze. Was this how it felt to face a shattered innocence?

Madara walked back and forth, a blooming headache threatening to split his skull in two. It has been a day since Naruto's arrival and he still couldn't believe that idiot. How did she even get captured in the first place? He knew for a fact that she was damned strong, beating Hashirama and himself within seconds. How in the name of the Sage did she get here?

All these unanswered questions were driving him crazy the more Naruto was stuck in that room with his father.

This was the scene that Izuna found his big brother in. Pacing and biting his nails nervously. He was suspicious of this girl- she was an enigma, a mystery that he disliked immensely. He didn't even meet the girl and he was already bothered by her pathetic existence. Who was she and what was her relationship with his big brother?

Naruto eyed the clan head with narrowed eyes, "This will have no repercussions to my chakra reserves? No damaging factors either?" Her eyes moved back to the seal that he wanted to apply on her left arm. Thanks to her Fuinjutsu knowledge she had decoded the seal in a matter of seconds. It was a form of loyalty seal where the person could not harm the existence of the Uchiha clan. Kurama inwardly scoffed at the weak Fuinjutsu seal. Naruto could dissolve that seal in a matter of minutes. She was that confident in her skills.

"No, but if you have the intent to hurt the Uchiha clan then the seal will start acting-like lightning bolts dancing on your skin."

"How poetic", she muttered-whispered, her high-pitched voice reached her ears. She still found it quite odd to hear that childish voice instead of her silky, matured voice. Peeking at the clan head through her long lashes, she nodded in acceptance and allowed the Uchiha elder to start painting her left arm.

His eyebrow twitched ever so slightly, "You will prove your loyalty to us," the clan head continued, eyes boring into her skull.

Naruto bit her lips, refraining any form of insult towards this bastard. He was irking her, just like Sasuke had irked her in the beginning. 'Uchihas always thought themselves better than everyone else with those damned eyes. I still feel insulted that you have those blasted demonic eyes in your eye sockets.'

Inwardly she laughed in amusement- those eyes of hers remained a sore point for the furry fox. She couldn't blame him though, he had been manipulated into doing things he didn't want to many times over and over again. 'It still remains a powerful tool to have.' Kurama couldn't argue with her on that fact. At least she had received another powerful tool trough the aid of the Sharingan.

She remembered that the clan head was waiting for an answer, "How do I prove my loyalty?" She was dreading his answer, fearful of the outcome. Deep inside she knew she would have to do this but that didn't mean that she had to like it.

"By destroying everything and everyone that opposes the strength of the Uchiha clan."

He sure didn't beat around the bush, she thought dryly. Kurama snorted as he closed his eyes, 'Gaki, compose yourself. You're almost boring a hole in that damned Uchiha's head. Not that I am complaining.'

She blinked her eyes, forcing herself to relax before she answered the insufferable man. "When will I start?"

"You'll be called when you'll be needed. For now, you'll be escorted to a room near the barracks for orphaned shino-" "Kunoichi." Naruto corrected the man in a cheeky manner, "Female ninjas are called kunoichis, dattebayo." Before she could be slapped in the face, she rolled out of the way, a grim expression plastered on her face. Maybe it wasn't such a smart move to rile him up?

Kurama was barking in obvious amusement at her defiant move. 'Kit, you really are one of a kind.'

"I apologize Uchiha-sama, I am not used to be in an inferior positi-" The clan head interrupted her, face set in an ugly sneer, "Get out."

She didn't need to hear that a second time, without further ado she left the room, one of the guard behind her.

The moment he saw his blonde friend walking outside the building, safe and unharmed, he sighed in relief. He tried to ignore his little brother's presence who was eyeing him dubiously. He wanted to storm up to the girl and demand an explanation for her stupidity. He followed her from afar, trying to remain hidden from her view but Kami had other plans for him.

It didn't even last a full minute before she noticed his presence. Her eyes widened as saucers and a giant smile blossomed on her face. Strangely, that gesture made his heart beat faster. He glared at her, anger clear in his eyes. He couldn't forget her stupid move- what in the name of the Sage was she doing here? Narrowing his eyes, he stalked up towards her with the intent to hit that oversized head of hers.

Unfortunately, life didn't go smoothly that day. His father appeared before him, a stern expression on his face. "Madara, follow me."

He gulped quietly, nodding to Naruto before he followed his father.

"Izuna, you're with me as well."

"Hai, otou-sama." Izuna replied respectfully, already knowing what his father might want to know.

Madara lost the blonde and hoped that she would remain safe until he would reconcile with her. He couldn't shake the weird feeling off from seeing her in the compound.

Naruto glanced around- the room she was in was shared with four more people. She hoped they would be nice and not dickheads. She had met enough dickheads for a lifetime. Her escort had vanished the moment she was in her room, she could still feel him watching her. That was expected though. She didn't expect any less from the paranoid Uchihas.

Getting comfortable in her bed, she closed her eyes for a small nap. She knew for a fact that Madara wasn't happy to see her in his compound. He would demand an explanation for her presence here.

Sighing softly, she tried to sleep for a bit before everything would descend into chaos.

"Nani?! Naruto is a half-blooded Uchiha?!" He couldn't believe it. That blonde-haired idiot was a member of his clan? Wide eyes looked up at his father and he couldn't help but flinch at his cold gaze.

With narrowed eyes Tajima continued, "You had met her on multiple times and yet you didn't collect any information on this mysterious child." He averted his eyes towards his youngest son, already plans shifting and moving. "It's a good thing we found her before anyone else could sink their claws in her." Closing his eyes, he rested his chin on his joined hands, "Madara, your new objective will be to acquire more information on Naruto and see if she really is trustworthy." A dark look crossed his face, "And if she isn't, the threat will have to be eliminated."

Madara's blood ran cold at the mention of killing his friend.