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(BIJUU THINKING)

BIJUU TALKING

SUMMONING TALKING

(SUMMONING THINKING)

" People Talking"

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(Peoples thoughts)

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decimate you with the almighty spork. Fear its power mu ha ha.

All right lets rock.

Chapter 3 The path of the blade is death.

Naruto stood in a small clearing in the western part of the forests that surround Konoha. He looked about him at the destruction that prevailed the landscape. Boulders lay shattered in pieces and the ground was littered with craters.

( It still needs work but I suppose it is better.) The blonde kenjutsu thought as five swords stuck into the ground around him in a circle vanished in a swirl of chakra.

He stretched his sore muscles before grabbing his near by cloak hanging of a tree branch and began walking back to konoha not feeling the need to hurry.

( Jubei-sempai always said take pleasure in all things called trivial. For in reality no moment in life is trivial.) the whiskered shinobi thought with a small smile as he saw the gates.

Naruto walked through the gates and headed for his rest point. A spot he found profoundly relaxing. Though it was surprising to him considering the significance of the location. The top of the Hokage monument.

As he headed for the destination he couldnt stop thinking as he past people who stared at him whispering as the rumor mill went wild about the blonde shinobi.

His mind paid zero attention to this but more on the monument before and symbolism in itself. (Much like anything a building or in this situation the monument is a symbol. Much like the swords I carry with hope of continuing those ideals despite knowledge of the future. Perhaps Zabuza-sama was correct in saying I was a hopeless philosopher when not wielding the blade as is my fate?) Shrugging he continued along his path.

(Symbolism...I believe its plaguing me for the same as any other thought I carry recently. How do I continue are legacy? With blade or word? Or is all we stood for but immortal to me and the others left? If it is why do my thoughts continue to press me about it? It vexes me like a woman does onto a male she desires.) The swordsman continued to think on as he headed for the monument.

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Its wasn't all that surprising in a twisted sense he guessed to be able to simple just be in such a place. A place meant to commemorate the memory of the past hokages. A way to immortalize them.

After all he did the same thing carrying around the swords of his fallen brethren. Was he not doing the same thing on a smaller scale? Relaxing and letting the his thoughts go for a moment he sat there.

Though he was aware and slightly amused at the person trying to stealthily approach his location. He played along until the person was almost within six feet of him before acting.

In a flash too fast for the attempting sneak he found himself face to face with kubriki houcho. The tip an inch from his face. He stood there absolutely still for a minute with the blade unwavering close before the huge weapon vanished just as soon as it appeared and he sighed before recollecting himself.

"You know that's not a very good way to make friends" Kakashi said as he composed himself into his lazy stature as he pulled his little orange book out.

"Neither is attempting to sneak up on a person either." Naruto fired back in his monotone voice. His hand resting against his leg as he stared out at the village.

" Why are you here Kakashi-san?" the blonde said after a moment of silence wishing to get back to his peaceful reflection.

"I was wondering if you could really be the son of my sensei. You have his looks but you two are very different." Kakashi asked nonchalantly.

"When one is raised with different environments and experiences than the other this is invariably going to happen." the swordsman said with a shrug watching as Kakashi winced at the meaning.

"Ask what you really want Kakashi-san I am a man of action not of subterfuge. I allow my words and thoughts to be expressed through the path of my sword. As I was raised and taught in the way of the sword there is but one philosophy for those that fight." Naruto paused before continuing finding himself enjoying the way Kakashi leaned in intently for the answer.

"Those of the sword walk a simple line. Are's are not to question why. Are's is but to do and die." Naruto said as his eyes reflected on the memories of his teachings.

" The words mean live as you will for what you will not for what you think of could be or would be." The whiskered teen said as he stood as stretching his stiff shoulders before turning his back to the village waved to Kakashi before jumping off.

Kakashi stood there reflecting what had been said as stood sighing as he let his book hang from his hand before looking up skyward.

"Minato what would you do if you meet him now?" The cyclops thought and seriously wondered if he really wanted to know that or not.

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Sasuke continued to train after hearing from Sakura that the swordsman the had meet at the bridge had apparently decided to work for the village.

(How is he so strong?) he thought as he remembered the feeling the pierced blonde had given him in the there brief encounter. Even the way the blonde shinobi had moved came off as strong. To Sasuke who's very pursuit was power such a person interested him.

So he was more than a little glad when he saw the same shinobi he thinking on walking by the training grounds in the same attire he'd seen him in at there last encounter.

Sasuke decided the best way to discover was there to learn and who better than one who easily surpassed many at his own age?

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Naruto was getting more than a little irritated as yet another person was trying to follow him. What was this? follow the anti-social blonde day. Naruto admitted he was a little off with people but figured they'd at least have the decency to give him some space.

Granted he was a curiosity at worst in a village where kenjutsu was virtually unknown but by a few and he was by now a whispered new object to most of the villagers but still this was just annoying at best.

"You know Uchiha I have little patience at best and being followed is not a way to win over anyone's good graces." The kenjutsu user said as he continued to walk at his slow gradual pace.

He didn't have to wait long for said Uchiha to appear and sticking his hands in his pockets began to walk next to him silently studying him as they walked. Naruto guessed what this was about immediately and though annoyed figured it was a small inconvenience to deal with.

So for a mile the two unlikely pair of shinobi walked. One studying the other as they slowly walked through the forests and training grounds that Konoha offered. Till eventually as one had anticipated the other began to question.

"Why is it I feel so power from you like him but its different at the same time?" The raven haired teen asked.

Naruto continued to walk awhile before answering." I know of who you speak and while we both are strong its a different type in many ways. For the weasel his power is limited on his strength alone so his power is limited. Mine however is far different. Mine has no limits." Naruto knew he had the others attention completley now.

"Why is simple really. I carry the weight of my precious people with me. Where Itachi stands alone I stand with many. In each sword I carry rests the not just the blade but the soul of a warrior. The things they all stood for. In a way they and myself are immortal for that." The blonde teen said tilting his head as he stopped walking to feel the breeze.

"What do you mean immortal?" Sasuke asked as his mind was turning rapidly. He felt as if something new was becoming available for the first time. Something that he was meant to here.

"Because Sasuke beyond this flesh and steel is more. Beneath it is an idea Sasuke Uchiha and ideas can never die." Naruto said as he he looked the raven haired teen in the eyes. He stood there for a moment letting his face show more than just the usual emptiness.

It should the hope he'd had. The dreams conveyed by the swordsman before him that had raised and fought beside him. More importantly his own dream. A dream of those ideals. He stood there in front of a stunned young man and allowed for his own version of immortality to show.

Finally with a slow nod he turned and walking away left another teen with his own thoughts.

Sasuke stood there. He felt as if his very foundation on what he'd done till now fall. (What have been doing? Have I fallen so low that I missed so much?) He stood looking at the spot where the swordsman once stood.

(One thing is for sure.) The Uchiha thought. ( He has much I can learn. A person like that is like a falling star. I must learn what I can will its still here. Maybe then I can find...A dream of my own)

END

This chapter I hope is to convey the person I made of Naruto in this story. I'm pretty sure most people will recognize where I got a certain sentence from. Cookies to those that figure it out.

I plan for Naruto to show his unconventional wisdom as the story progresses and form a strange role with many. You'll see as it progresses. I hope you understand his set of ideals if you don't its much like a soldiers mentality.

Anything anyone really wants to see let me know

Anyways Tell me what you think. Reviews are loved.