ah, 'holy shite look at the time' in the morning...nothing beats it.
Slurp.
I mean, it really gives you an outlook on life.
Slurrrrpupupupslurrrrp!
Kyugan: Dammit Vamp! I said clean up not eat up!
Vamp: Sorry boss (slurp) but vaste not vant not.
Kyugan: Did you have to start at the crotch? Not that I'm complaining but...(shudder) never mind, roll camera.
Vamp: These meatballs are exquisite...haaaaaaahh!
Kakashi: #!!
Second stage; On the trail of the slug princess!
Jiraiya stared across the table at his blonde apprentice in wonder, torn between pride and disbelief. He had never expected the teen to master the first stage within such a short field of time, it took Arashi weeks after figuring out the process before he could get it to work right, and that was only after making careful notes on his chakra's rotational rate. Even Kushina, who normally snapped things up quickly, hadn't managed to complete the first stage of the rasengan training.
'Yet here her son is after taking only a single day!' the sennin marveled, 'He may be just what Konoha has been looking for.'
Naruto let out a yelp as his fingers twitched, causing him to drop his chopsticks in mid battle, allowing Domon to seize the last sardine. Jiraiya winced in sympathy, knowing it was a result of the chakra the boy had channeled the previous day. 'His circulatory system isn't used to channeling so much chakra at one time.' The sennin deduced 'But this pain…is nothing compared to that he'll experience during step two.'
Shaking his head he motioned for Recca to pass the soy sauce, blinking as he noticed that half the food was gone while he'd been contemplating. "OI! SAVE SOME FOR ME YOU BAKAS!" the sennin roared, lunging into the fray and beginning a duel with his students over the last piece of rice in the pot.
--
"Now that you've mastered the first stage," Jiraiya instructed to an eager Naruto, "It's time to move on to step two."
Naruto grinned, before Jiraiya tossed a rubber ball his way. The blonde caught the sphere with a look of confusion, shaking it slightly against her ear. "It's empty," he noted, "there's no water in here."
Jiraiya nodded, arms crossed, before holding up an identical sphere in his right hand for the blonde to see, "For this exercise, you must burst this ball," he proceeded to do so, causing a small gust of wind to erupt from the destroyed sphere, "this exercise is 100 times harder than the water balloon stage."
Naruto frowned, before focusing on the sphere, trying to force the chakra about like a hurricane as before, only to blink as he realized he couldn't feel the rotation like he'd been able to before. "Without the water I can't tell how the Chakra's flowing," he realized, "And without that, I can't tell how much power is needed to burst the damn thing."
Jiraiya wondered if he'd died and gone to heaven. After all the idiotic, hyperactive, overall dunderheaded brats that had thrown themselves at him for training, he finally had one that could take jutsu apart carefully and analytically.
'And he isn't a stick in the mud like Kakashi, or an emo like those bastard Uchiha!' the sennin praised, smiling down at the brat as he eyed the sphere from different angles, 'This one knows how to have fun! And he's possesses the inner-pervert!' Jiraiya giggled in glee at the thought of having not one, but THREE partners in perversion on his team. 'They may hide it well, but by the time I'm done with them they'll be bringing in the research material for me!'
"Ero-sennin," Naruto deadpanned, eyeing Jiraiya's quivering form as he trembled in silent delight, "do you know how disturbing you look right now?"
Jiraiya shook himself, before patting the blonde on the head, "Anyway, just try to focus on pumping out the chakra," he instructed, "In the meantime, I'm gonna keep looking for Tsunade."
Naruto nodded, before turning his attention back to the sphere in his hands, frowning in concentration. He grimaced as the infernal sphere refused to burst, no matter how hard he focused. The teen's eyes were flashing between red and blue in their ire, his canines sharpenning as his irritation grew. Several hours later he slammed the sphere into the ground, cursing his head off like a veteran sailor.
"There's gotta be some sortta trick to this!" He swore, wincing as his hands throbbed, chakra coils protesting at the sheer amount of chakra they'd been forced to channel. He'd actually had to switch hands several times, only for both to end up screaming at him.
'This really is 100 ntimes worse than the waterballoon,' Naruto muttered, wincing from the pain, 'I'm wasting chakra just trying to get it to spin.' He eyed his trembling palms, wincing at the pins-and-needles dancing through them, 'Feels like my hands are composed of raw nerves,' he noted, 'the more chakra I push through them the owrse the pain gets.'
He froze suddenly, an idea forming in his head, before grinning ferally. "Man, I've been getting WAY too soft." He mocked, picking up the sphere and gritting his teeth, "Pain's no stranger to me…we just haven't been on real speaking terms since Recca-nii and Domon showed up."
He focused on the sphere, gripping it tightly as he prepared to gather his chakra. 'The pain lets me know how much chakra is being pumped out, more pain means more chakra.' He gritt his teeth as the pain continued to grow, placing a second hand on top of the sphere to steady it, 'More chakra means more power, which means the more chakra I pump into this, the greater the rotational damage!'
Gritting his teeth, the blonde envisioned the wildly rotating chakra dancing about like an enraged typhoon, the sphere in his hands bulging at certain parts, only for burst at the side and deflate. 'Dammit!' the blonde thought weakly, dropping the flattened sphere in disgust, it's like I'm missing something!' He gripped his head in his ands and growned, 'Dammit! I gotta focus!'
--
Jiraiya watched from behind a tree as the blonde proceeded to rip his hair out, before stomping over to a small pond and, to his surprise, walked onto it with his palms pressed together, eyes closed.
'That looks like the meditation techniques used by kirigakure ANBU to prepare themselves for battle.' The sennin noted, 'I wonder where he learned that from?' He shook himself and eyed the deflated rubber ball with pride, 'Ah well, at least he's not flying off the handle…I wonder how the other two are doing?'
--
Domon exhaled slowly, before flipping through the seals again, slamming his hands into the ground. 'Doton!' He muttered, 'Retsudo Tenshou!'
The earth trembled, a small artificial hillock collapsing inwards as he focused his chakra through it like small tremors. 'Not bad,' the giant muttered, getting to his feet, 'But still pretty useless, it only really works if I can trap my opponent in a dome of earth.'
He opened the scroll he swiped from Akoki, flipping through it until something caught his eye. 'Doton: Doroutomu…sounds like a variation on Zabuza-no-yatsu's Suirou no jutsu.' He blinked as he noted the footnotes Akoki had mentioned, 'Can siphon off the enemy's chakra? Sounds pretty darn useful to me!'
Grinning, the giant read over the necessary seals, before summoning a few kage bunshin, flipping through the seals with an eager look on his face as they charged him.
"Doton: Doroutomu!"
--
"You wanted to talk to me?" Recca called out, looking up at the Karyuu from within his desert mindscape. The Karyuu were all there, including Setsuna, though the permanently insane dragon was being watched over by Resshin.
"Yes," Koku agreed, transforming into his human persona so as to appear less intimidating, "We wish to discuss something that Kyuubi-dono has brought to our attention."
"Kyuubi?" Recca repeated, having not thought about the fox for some time now, "Naruto's old man?"
Koku nodded, hands behind his back, "He is concerned that Naruto's otherwise human body would be unable to wield the full power of his demonic blood, there have been cases in the past of high level demons such as himself spawning half-breed children, all of whom have been corrupted by the demonic influence of their blood."
Recca shivered as the old man's eyes locked onto his with a seriousness he hadn't seen outside of battle, "He is worried that Naruto, who is absorbing his pure-blooded demonic chakra, will eventually snap and go into a berserker rage, killing all in his path."
"Then what are we gonna do?!" the enjutsu-shi yelled, "Naruto's worked so damn hard to prove he isn't a monster! We can't just let him become one when he's gotten so far!"
"And we won't." Resshin cut in, silencing the teen with his words, "By accepting him into the Hokage clan, he has become our responsibility, and we will not allow such a bright flame to be extinguished by madness."
"For that reason," Koku muttered, "I have decided to 'come out of retirement' as they say." He looked the confused teen in the eye and smiled "Come Recca, surely you wondered why I was so well informed concerning the abilities of the Hokage Madogu?"
Recca's eyes widened as the last piece of the puzzle that had bothered him for so long finally fell into place. "Koku Oyaji," he stated, eyeing the smiling face of the old Shinobi in wonder, "You…built the madogu?"
"Half of them," Koku admitted, "Those that were pure in essence, such as Fujin and Ensui, even the ring of Dosei and Kogon Ankin, all those were designed by myself with the purpose of protecting my clan and those I loved." He sighed, looking up at the star-lit sky with a far-away look in his eye, "So many madogu…I almost forget them all." He looked up at his landlord and snorted, "But that is in the past, in order to ensure that Naruto-kun can control his abilities, Kyuubi-dono has asked me to fashion a NEW madogu specifically for him."
"For this, Koku needs Naruto to be made aware of the situation," Resshin instructed, "And while he could always leave your body to do so, the process of constructing the Madogu takes time and effort, time we cannot afford to waste if we are to complete it as soon as possible."
"So basically," Recca cut in, "you want me to prep Naruto while you go around getting ready." As the Karyuu nodded he snorted, "Why didn't you just say that in the first place?"
"Impudent brat," Resshin muttered, though Koku caught the knowing smile in his fellow Karyuu's eyes.
--
"Eh?" Naruto wondered, staring at the swirl Jiraiya had placed on his palm in outright confusion, "How the hell's a comma supposed to help me master the second stage?"
'Impatient little brat,' the sennin muttered, recalling a certain redhead kunoichi with a similar mentality, before holding up his palm, revealing a similar mark. "Allow me to explain," he offered, as the blonde eyed him carefully, pulling out a sheet of paper, "Look at this paper," the sennin instructed, holding it up for the teen to see.
Naruto did as instructed, wondering what on earth the sennin was going on about, only for the man to use a pen to write something on the back.
"Now look at this one," Jiraiya instructed, flipping the sheet around to reveal an identical swirl mark on the back. He waited until Naruto frowned at the swirl in confusion before continuing. "It may not seem important, but the way you regard the two sheets is the point I'm trying to make." He flipped the sheet over to the bare side, "When the page is bare, you let your eyes roam over it, right?"
Naruto blinked, insight dawning on his features as the sennin flipped the sheet over again. "But when I showed you the side with a dot," Jiraiya continued, "you focused entirely on that point didn't you?"
Naruto nodded, staring at the matching swirl on his palm in understanding. "Focusing on a point," he muttered, "centering yourself so as to perform at your peak."
Jiraiya smirked down at the lad as he analyzed the hint and drew out the necessary answers. "Exactly that," he encouraged "when you made that hole in the ball I know you were concentrating real hard on pushing the very limit of chakra you could stand into your palm."
Naruto winced as he recalled the near blinding pain, only his rapid regeneration allowing him to heal enough to deaden it. "I'm guessing this mark is supposed to help me concentrate?" he asked, earning a nod from Jiraiya.
"From now on," the sennin instructed, "Whenever you channel chakra into your palm, you must focus it on that mark on your hand."
Naruto gazed down at the swirl, before clenching his fist and grinning, "YOSHA! Lets do this!"
"Right then," Jiraiya laughed, turning on his heel with a smile and dusting off his hands "I'm going back to gathering info on Tsunade's whereabouts."
"What's up?" Naruto called out, picking up a ball and grinning, "No last minute words of inspiration for your disciple?"
He hurled the ball at the sennin's head, only for Jiraiya to whip round and catch the ball in his teeth with a grin and a drawn out cry of "STRI-KE!"
"You're a thousand years to young to catch me off-guard like that," the sage mocked, spitting out the ball and tossing it at the teen, "See ya around gaki!"
Naruto snorted and turned back to his training, earning a small smirk from the sennin. 'Words of inspiration?' Jiraiya muttered mockingly 'You don't need them kid, you already have the potential to surpass the yondaime as the fourth master of this Jutsu…good luck.'
--
"How is she?" Kukai wondered, looking through the window where the slumbering form of Tsuchi Kin lay in a hospital bed, marginally better than when she was found.
"She's stable," the medic in charge replied, "She was suffering from severe chakra deprivation and starvation. We treated her for exposure and discovered several unnatural substances in her bloodstream, presumably part of the summoning ritual Orochimaru used to revive Shodai-sama and Nidaime-sama."
Kukai nodded, looking over as the girl rested peacefully, an IV-drip providing a special solution that would ensure she received proper nutrients and chakra while she recovered.
"She's too weak for the ANBU to attempt any interrogation methods." The medic relayed, "Even Ibiki-san has refused to see her until she has recovered completely."
"A cruel kindness," the merciful assassin noted wryly, "allowing her time to recover before tearing her apart from within."
The medic chuckled weakly, pushing up his glasses nervously, "We shall keep you posted on her condition," he assured the man "also, it seems two members of your cell are up for promotion."
"I heard." Kukai admitted, a light of pride entering his eyes "Now if only I could get the others going as well I'd feel a lot more secure."
--
Naruto panted, glaring at the sphere bitterly as it lay before him, the teen having dropped to his knees from the pain. Every time he focused on the swirl the pain only seemed to sharpen, like something were drilling into his palm. 'Gotta focus he muttered,' grabbing the offending ball and climbing to his feet, 'focus on the mark.'
He closed his eyes letting everything go calm, before focusing on his chakra. Everything seemed to go white, as usually happened in such mental states, only for a speck to appear on the horizon. It grew rapidly, revealing itself to be Jiraiya's face, a ball clenched between his teeth as he leered at the teen.
'STRI-KE!'
The blonde shivered, doubling over in an attempt to force the laughter down, only to fail spectacularly and start rolling on the ground, clutching his stomach. "BWAHAHAHAHAHA!" he cackled, tears streaming down his face as the image refused to disappear, being joined by Domon, Shigeo and for some reason, Gai, all of them repeating the same word over and over. "How the hell am I supposed to concentrate with those idiots in my head?!" the teen wondered between gasps for air, before laughing again as the quartet of images continued their tirade, dancing a line to dixie.
--
Meanwhile, in a bar he hadn't examined yet, Jiraiya seemed ready to accept the fact that Tsunade hadn't been in the town when someone caught his attention. "I saw her," a man in a gamblers gi commented, smiling as he held up a glass suggestively, "I even know where she went too."
"The next rounds on me," Jiraiya replied, smirking at the man, glad to finally be making some headway. He gestured for the bartender for a bottle of prime sake, pouring some into the man and his companion's glasses.
"Ha! Alright," the gambler muttered, a smile on his face as he savoured the sake before him "I earned quite a sum off of that lady after all."
'She's STILL losing?' Jiraiya deadpanned, imagining all too well the embarrassed scowl on Tsunade's face as her assistant, Shizune was it, cowered in the background as money fell around them, 'Same old Tsunade…'
"The densetzu no Kamo, " the gambler noted, catching Jiraiya's attention again, raising his sake cup with a grin "I hear she's at it again."
"Where?" Jiraiya prodded, pouring the man another shot of Sake to sweeten the deal, leaning forwards in eagerness as he finished the cup.
"Tanzaku-gai," the gambler replied, taking a gulp of the sake as the sennin whistled appreciatively "And I wish them all the luck I've had."
"Hoh? Not too far from here." Jiraiya noted, marveling at how close Tsunade had been all this time, "Thanks for the intel, let me buy you another round as thanks."
--
Orochimaru chuckled weakly as he marched up the steps of his hideout, dressed in his best traveling kimono. It may seem like a daft thing to do, considering the fact his arms were bleeding through their wrappings, but the hebi sennin placed a high value on appearance, and going off to see a woman of Tsunade's caliber, even if she WAS an 'old friend', required a little sprucing up before hand.
"Finally," he rasped out, trembling due a combination of eagerness, pain and a high fever "my arms will finally be healed."
Kabuto eyed his master warily, pushing down a surge of jealousy at the man's seeking out another person's medical skills, even if that person WAS the legendary Tsunade-Hime. "Even if we are talking about a cure," he pointed out, following the sennin up the steps "she'll likely be more than bitter handing it over."
Orochimaru snorted, not deigning to look at the teen as he continued forwards, "Are you coming to Tanzaku-gai with me or not?" he rasped, earning a grunt from the medic as he sped up to match the sennin's pace, face decidedly neutral despite the aura of jealousy.
--
Tsunade stared at the slot machine in disbelief, as it hailed her as a winner, courtesy of a row of sevens. Whilst Shizune cheered in the background, the female sennin stared at the machine suspiciously, particularly the frog, snake and slug that were aligned above the winning number.
'How could I get triple sevens?' she wondered, wincing as she realized how it brought to mind Jiraiya's claim all those years ago, 'I have a bad feeling about this.' She muttered, though it didn't stop her from scooping up her winnings and marching over to the till to cash them out.
Shizune, unable to comprehend the look on her master's face, followed her as she rushed out of the pachinko parlor, looking like she was expecting an ambush. "What's wrong Tsunade-sama?" the medic-nin queried, holding up their supplies and winnings in a bag, Ton-ton at her feet, "You actually won! You should be pleased!"
Tsunade eyed her attendant carefully, before turning on her heel, "I've got a bad feeling about this town," she muttered, "Let's get outta here fast."
"Eh?" Shizune whined, looking confused and distraught at having to cut and run so soon "But it's a tourist attraction! I wanted to see the castle and-!"
"Then lets get it over with!" the sennin snapped, looking harried as she kept an eye out for trouble. She wasn't one to believe one word that came out of Jiraiya's mouth, but her white-haired teammate had a nasty habit of being right half the time. 'And those symbols,' she muttered, recalling the lineup on the slot reels, 'there's no way that was a coincidence, something's happening that concerns the Sannin.'
--
Not far from Tanzaku-gai, Orochimaru and Kabuto were moving at a leisurely pace through the woodlands. The trip so far had been silent, the local wildlife having been outright terrified of the serpent's approach, and with the exception of a chance meeting with some insignificant bandits, which Kabuto had dispatched with ease, the journey had been uneventful.
"I know a little bit about Tsunade-sama," the silver haired medic commented, trying to break the silence, "I was a member of Konoha's medical corps at one point."
Orochimaru grunted, a sign that he was paying attention, though he didn't look at the teen.
"She was the first to propose the inclusion of a medical specialist in basic four-man cells," Kabuto noted "something which is taken for granted nowadays, but during the war was regarded as a ground breaking notion." He shrugged, shaking his head in bemusement, "Even though it was pretty obvious what happens to basic fighting units without emergency medical knowledge on the battlefield."
Orochimaru scoffed, a sneer forming on his sickly features, "It was pure and simple war experience that laid the groundwork for her proposal." He noted, the sneer growing as he leered ahead, "The sacrifice…of so many lives." He chuckled to himself, earning a look of interest from his servant, "Human nature proves that people only realize the true value of something when they've lost it." The sennin noted, a grim smirk on his face, "And what brought about a member of the prodigal sannin becoming a medial specialist…"
They passed under a massive spider web, where several butterflies feebly attempted to escape the glistening threads.
"…Was the simple desire to avoid more loss of life…"
Kabuto eyed his master carefully as he smirked, before turning his gaze forward again. 'He certainly is a twisted one,' the teen noted, 'but then again, dredging up the past DOES make him irritable.'
--
Naruto panted, trying to lessen the pain in his arm as he bit down on his lip. Focusing the chakra into the swirl only made things painful, but he could tell that he was slowly but surely getting the hang of it. 'It hurts,' the blonde hissed, teeth grit tightly, 'can't focus enough to gather my chakra because of the pain…gotta take a break.'
He rolled onto his back, letting the sun warm his face, only to blink as something landed on his forehead, his headband having come undone. 'Hm?' he wondered, lifting the leaf off his forehead in mild interest, 'a leaf huh? Man that takes me back…' he snorted as he recalled all the crap he put Iruka through prior to the arrival of Recca and the others.
'Playing hooky with Kiba…snacking with Chouji…even counting sheep with Shikamaru…' he chuckled as he recalled all the fun times he'd had, 'Course not everyone liked it…'
--
Flashback
Iruka glared death at the four troublemakers, a vein pulsing on the side of his head as he fought the urge to throttle them with their own intestines, as a normal teacher should.
"You guy's can't concentrate on anything!" the chunin yelled, trying to get his point across, "At this rate it'll take a miracle for you to become upstanding shinobi!"
"How the hell are we supposed to be able to sit still behind a desk all day?" Kiba replied, hands in his pockets and an infant Akamaru on his head, the pup yipping in agreement. Shikamaru yawned to the side, whilst Naruto looked up at the man with a bored expression.
"Ne, sensei," the blonde horror muttered "You mind shortening the lecture? I got training to do."
Iruka saw red, but refused to give in to the voice telling him to kill everything in sight and settled for yelling at them. "Fine!" he roared, "But after class I'm gonna teach you all a lesson you won't forget!"
"NANI?!" the quartet yelped, huddling together as Iruka loomed over them like a death sentence.
"What the heck's this?" Naruto wondered, staring up at the leaf Iruka had placed on his forehead in confusion.
"What you are about to learn," Iruka instructed, smiling with his eyes closed as he went into 'lecture mode' "is a focusing exercise practiced by our Konoha predecessors since ancient times."
Naruto blinked, staring at the leaf in confusion as Iruka elaborated, "The exercise requires you to concentrate all your chakra onto the leaf on your forehead," the chunin explained, "It's an old, yet effective method of improving ones concentration, which in turn helps build your chakra control."
The four students stared at the leaves on their heads in interest, while Iruka pointed at his own headband. "Only those who can concentrate during battle can be regarded as splendid shinobi!" he preached, "This training could be considered the origin of the symbol on my Hitai-ate."
"You're making this shit up!" Kiba yelled, Akamaru ripping the leaf of his head, "Strength's the only thing that counts in a shinobi, right Naruto?!"
Naruto looked at the teen in confusion, before gritting his fist and agreeing with a yell, not wanting to be outdone, Chouji and Shikamaru going along with them as Iruka slumped in defeat.
End Flashback
--
"What a time for karma to come back and bite me in the ass." Naruto muttered, chuckling self-mockingly, sitting up with a groan, "I really am a dumbass."
He looked at the mark on his palm, before licking his thumb and rubbing it on the still drying ink. "Too late for regrets, and feeling sorry for myself ain't getting me anywhere either." He smirked at the crudely drawn Konoha symbol on his palm before getting to his feet. "Alright," He smirked, closing his eyes, "Let's do this thing!"
Picking up the rubber ball, the teen shut everything off, barley flinching as the nerves in his hand acted up, the chakra pouring out in a steady, massive stream. Unlike before however, he visualized the white space emblazoned with a Konoha symbol, as streams of blue and red chakra swirled around it, almost obscuring it from view. Letting out a roar as he felt the pain reach it's zenith, the blonde slammed the rubber ball into the ground just before it detonated, producing a miniature maelstrom of air and chakra that sent him flying through the air backwards.
"FFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUCK!" Naruto cursed, only to blink as a pair of massive arms wrapped around him, his rescuer somersaulting backwards to land on the ground with a crash, grinning down at the teen.
"Not bad squirt," Domon grinned, leering down at the teen appreciatively "You flew back any harder and you coulda bruised my ribs."
"Tell me about it," Recca muttered, walking up beside the two and patting the giant on the back "Nice catch back there, Domon."
"Aniki? Domon?" Naruto wondered, blinking at the teens in confusion as he lay in the giant's arms bridal style, "What're you doing all the way out here?"
"I brought them." Jiraiya called out, appearing from behind a tree with a nod, "Very well done Naruto, though next time, try not to propel yourself into L.E.O (Lower Earth Orbit)? You'll leave nothing for the ladies to do."
"Urusei! Ero-sennin!" the blonde shot back, before sucker punching Domon, "And how long you gonna hold me you Cro-Magnon?"
"That's the thanks I get for saving you?!" Domon roared, the two getting into a fistfight, which Recca joined for no apparent reason, causing Jiraiya to sweatdrop.
'Hoo-boy' the sennin muttered, stepping to the side as the cloud of fists, fangs and feet rolled past like something out of Katamari Damacy, 'I don't get paid enough for this.' He smirked as he spotted Naruto for the briefest moment, the blonde being strangled by Domon in a manner oddly reminiscent of an American cartoon character, the blonde's arms waving wildly. 'Impressive,' the sennin noted, 'to produce chakra to the extent it burnt his hands!' he smirked proudly, 'This kid's something else."
He blinked, before yelling out in horror as the cloud rolled over him, drawing the sennin into the free-for-all between his three apprentices. "ARRGH! QUIT IT YOU BAKAS!" He yelled, before spitting out a tooth as Recca's fist collided with his jaw, Naruto's heel catching him in the groin, "THAT'S IT! NO MORE MISTER NICE SENNIN!"
--
Kenshin looked up in confusion as a pillar of smoke rose from behind the cliff he'd been investigating, wondering if he should go check it out, only to shiver and return to his task, knowing he'd catch hell if he were late bringing back the tofu again.
'And this one thought Saito was whipped?' he wept silently, as he imagined Kaoru looming over him like Enma Daio, horns and all.
--
And so the second stage has been mastered, admittedly faster than any other.
Kakashi: Co-COPOUT!
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