The moon shone brightly above in the night sky. A large beautiful castle could be seen in the light cast by the glowing sphere. Inside the house an S ranked mission was being taken place.
A short creature was standing with his back to the wall. His face showed pure fear and rage as he glared at his two attackers. Beads of sweat flew off in waves as his body was shaking from the killing intent sent from the duo.
The first was a tall tan man. He was a very muscular figure, wearing a white hood and black mask that only displayed his oddly colored green and red eyes.
The other was a noticeably younger man. His skin was extremely fair, and his head was full of slicked black grey hair. His purple eyes gazed at the smaller being maniacally, seeming to beg for his blood.
The taller took a step towards the midget creature, glaring menacingly at him. "Show me where the money is," he demanded the terrified being.
The younger man rolled his eyes. "What the fuck, Kakuzu, we're here for the dragonballs, not some wad of cash! Besides," he licked the blade of his scythe, a long trail of blood smearing on his tongue, "Jashin hasn't had its fill!"
Kakuzu glanced back at his companion, sending him a killer intent that would cripple most jonin. His partner merely smirked. "Wouldn't it be nice if you could kill me?" He then burst into maniacal laughter.
Kakuzu turned back to the small shivering figure. In a flash his arm stretched and his hand wrapped around the creatures neck, instantly retracting back to its normal length. He pulled the snarling creature eye to eye with him and glared. "Where is it?" he hissed angrily.
The small emperor tried to struggle out of the grip, knowing that it was pointless. If only he'd hired that Zabuza guy to protect him! He could only mentally scold himself, knowing that his own stupidity would be the death of him. He looked to the left and saw the bodies of his two most loyal subordinates, Shu and Mai.
The carnage was brutal. The dog-man's nose was ripped off. His fingers were bent back at intervals that no being should ever have to experience. Each leg had stab wounds that were leaking his life's essence.
Mai was even worse. If Pilaf hadn't seen the way she was murdered, he wouldnt have known it was her. Each of the ladies limbs were missing, as well as her eyes. The skin was peeled off of her skull and he could already see flies beginning to leave their seeds on the corpses.
Pilaf turned back to hi captor. He was shaken as too what to do. If he didn't tell them, he would die. If he did tell them, he would die. He knew the way it worked, considering the amount of hits he put out on others. "I-I-I-"
"-wrong answer!"
"GYAAAAAUUUUGHHH!" The monster released a glass shatttering scream as his arm fell from his body. Out of instinct he glanced to where his limb used to be and nearly fainted. The cut wasn't even clean, the blade left a jagged tear in his shoulder that was sickening to the eye.
Kakuzu turned toward his teammate and glared. The man simply shrugged.
"The fucker wasn't speaking anyway," he said with a smirk.
Pilaf would have lost consciousness if it weren't for the man forcibly shaking him. "Where's the money?"
"In the-the glass room..." he said weakily. The loss of blood had his eyes drooping over.
"Great," Hidan replied. "And where's the ball?"
"S-s-same spot..." The man's form went limp in the large man's hand. Kakuzu tossed him to the ground lightly.
"Hidan, go retrieve them," Kakuzu growled at the man.
Hidan glared back. "Do I look like your fucking slave!"
"I'm going to keep him alive, in case he's lying to us!" Hidan's glare remained, resulting in the older shinobi sighing. "You can use your ritual once this is over."
Hidan's smile broadened. "Alright!" he yelled as he turned out of the room. He loved negotiationing with his partner. He always tended to win.
Kakuzu could only rub his hands in anticipation. He was aware that Pilaf was one of the richest beings, and this mission could prove to be fruitful. Although it was his top priority, he could give a damn about that dragonball.
If he were to find one, however, he'd probably sell it.
XxxoxxX
A few miles from Pilaf's castle was a golden bird building its nest. The bird was rather large, easily towering over a vehicle.
Inside the nest was a collection of golden eggs. Each egg was circular in shape with speckles on them.
The one egg that stood out the most, however, had one golden star plastered in the middle.
XxxoxxX
The great castle of the Ox King was beautiful to look at. The Stars filling the night sky added to the beauty, reflecting off of the castle walls causing it to appear to shine. Through all the beauty however sat a lone figure.
Jiraiya sadly looked to the sky. As he sat, he could only feel sad at the fact that his father was gone. To make matters worse, he hadn't seen the man in over a decade. Not that they didn't speak, he just was always so busy. The most communication they did was through carrier pigeons.
Jiraiya felt guilty that he couldn't put two and two together. The pole, the uniform, even the fighting stance was identical to his father. He heard through letters that the man was raising a child, but he never had the time to make a visit to meet his pseudo brother.
Gohan was an extremely supportive father. The man read every book that Jiraiya ever created. He was a huge fan of the first, but he also liked the sequels. Jiraiya could only smirk as he imagined the perverted man reading his newest material.
He released a labored sigh. The man always wanted grandkids, but he was never given them thanks to Jiraiya's fear of commitment. Jiraiya was aware of how lonely it could get in the area that they lived but he didn't want to rush a child just yet. He would have to thank Goku for giving the man some attention.
Jiraiya felt as though he betrayed his father. Although he was a well respected author, as well as one of the most powerful shinobi this world has ever known, he had absolutely nothing to show for it. No legacy to leave for his father after he would ultimately perish.
Jiraiya was pulled from his thoughts as he felt a hand on his shoulder. He looked and saw Naruto, gazing at him with concern. Jiraiya gave the child a weak smile.
"Hey gaki," he said, terribly attempting to put on a normal face. "Came to gaze at the stars with me?"
Naruto gave the man a smile back. "Nope. Just came to make sure that you were ok." He jumped onto the balcony that his sensei was leaning on. "How are you doing?"
Jiraiya sighed. In the few weeks that he knew the child, he really grew fond of the boy. "I'm doing fine. Just a little shocked, ya know?" He turned his gaze back to the sky. "Never thought my father could ever die. He seemed invincible, at least to me."
Naruto nodded. It made him think of his reaction if his Jiji ever were to die. Growing up an orphan always made the boy wonder about who his parents were. Did they care for him? Which one did he look like? These thoughts always went through his mind. He forced back a tear that threatened to fall when he had these thoughts.
"At least you got a chance to meet your dad..."
Jiraiya flinched at this. He looked towards his student and saw the tell tale signs of a depressed child. Although it was rare to see this in the boys eyes, his mask of happiness would crack on occasion.
It also made Jiraiya feel stupid. Here he was, moping around when the kid was through worse than he had ever been. As he stared at the shaking child, he couldn't help but feel guilty at bringing these unwarranted emotions inside of him.
As if on instinct, the man hobbled towards the gaki and ruffled his hair. Naruto looked up at him with wet eyes, curiously looking at his sensei.
Jiraiya grinned like he usually did. "Cheer up, kid. You have me, the great Jiraiya!" The man went to do his pose, but quickly began jumping in pain from his hurt leg.
Naruto snickered at this. "And you don't have to be so sad! At least you'll have something to brag to the your father about when you meet him in Otherworld!"
Jiraiya raised an eyebrow at this. "Oh yeah? And what is that?"
The hyperactive genin jumped onto the ruling that he was previously sitting on, thrusting a thumb into his own chest. "You raised the greatest shinobi to ever live!"
Jiraiya gazed at the boy with a renewed respect for him. As he stood there with that grin, he could only think of the Yondaime's declaration to become the Hokage. He smiled at the blonde in a strange feeling of déjà vu.
"You're right, kid. I did raise the greatest shinobi to ever live." He couldn't help but snicker as the boys smile widened. "The Fourth Hokage!"
"Hey!" the blonde angrily yelled as his sensei fell onto the floor in laughter.
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Chi-Chi was laying on the couch, feet kicking the air behind her. She was focusing fiercely on her young boy was currently doing katas with his power pole, viciously beating down an imaginary opponent. The boy was swinging viciously and expertly.
"Watcha doooooin'?" she asked the boy as he continued to swing his weapon.
"I'm practicing," Goku replied without looking in her direction. He ducked an imaginary kick and thrust his pole through the chest of an attacker.
"Oooooooh." Chi-Chi continued staring at him. She couldn't help but to notice his young physical features. He was chubby yet muscular, something that she thought was cute.
"Are you a ninja or something?"
Goku looked at the girl with a smile, his pole still thrust out ahead of him. "Nope. I'm a martial artist!"
"Me too!" Chi-Chi said as she jumped to her feet.
Goku cocked his head at her, reminding the girl of a confused dog. "I didn't know girls could be strong."
The girls face turned red. "Of course I'm strong! How rude of you to say that!"
Goku began to smile wide. "Do you wanna spar with me?"
Chi-Chi turned even more red at the question. She began shuffling from foot to foot, twiddling her fingers together.
"If you really want to," she said with a smile.
Goku's smile grew even larger as he flipped in the air whilst celebrating. He placed his pole back onto his back as he lowered into a fighting stance. "You can go first if you want," he said with a playful grin.
Chi-Chi lowered into her own stance. "If you want!" The girl burst forward in a surprising amount of speed.
The boy grinned as the girl approached. He saw her rear back a punch and quickly ducked, resulting in her sailing over him.
Goku quickly jumped up from his position and aimed a punch at the girls abdomen. As he quickly closed the distance, he lightly tapped the girls stomach.
"I win!" he yelled as he fell to the ground.
Chi Chi landed back on her feet and rubbed her stomach. Although the boy barely tapped it she could feel a light soreness.
"Yeah, you did!" She could only think of how quickly it ended. She had really been slack in her training. She gave the boy a forced smile.
She was the daughter of the great Ox King for Kami's sake! How could one of the most feared beings on the planet have a daughter that could lose so easily?
As the girl thought, her mind was focused on one thing and one thing only.
It was time to get better.
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While the two younger children were doing their thing, Bulma decided to use this time to study the King's large supply of books. She was in awe at the many book shelves that the man had layered in the single room.
The most fascinating part was the way he had each shelf organized. There was one for martial arts techniques, one for children's stories, and even one full of delicacies from around the world!
The shelf that caught her interest the most however was the shinobi techniques. She grabbed a book labeled Kekkai Genkai: The Greatest Bloodline Limits First Edition. The author of the book was a person named Phantom Sharingan, something that struck Bulma as odd.
"Hmm... Didn't Naruto mention something about this?" she thought aloud as she blew dust off of the book.
Bulma recalled Naruto mentioning something about him having to face a boy named Neji Hyuuga with some type of Kekkai Genkai, the Byakugan she believed it was called.
"Doujutsu..." she mumbled, recalling Jiraiya mentioning it. Bulma quickly sifted to page 122, the start of Doujutstu. Much to her amazement, Byakugan was the first entry in the chapter.
"Byakugan, the all seeing white eye," she began under her breath, "one of the Three Great Doujutsu. This Kekkai Genkai is the Doujutsu of the Hyuga clan. The owners of this Doujutsu have an entirely white eye, ew," she made a disgusted face as she read this but of information.
Bulma decided to skip all of the history of this and went straight to the skills of the Doujutsu. "The Byakugan gives the user a 360º field of vision...that could be useful. The range of this vision varies between users and in fact can be improved with training. Its vision can penetrate through all solid objects and genjutsu. The Byakugan is also able to more effectively follow high-speed movements to better react to them."
Bulma skipped ahead as more history began to sprout of the eyes. "One of the great advantages is that it can see the chakra systems of its opponents!" she said excitably. "It can see through clones and even show the tenketsu that runs through living things..."
Bulma sighed as she ran a hand through her hair. If this chapter was anything to go by, then her friend was in trouble. She wished that she could've learned more about their attacks, but what she learned was valuable.
Naruto was a strong boy, but he would definitely need an extra boost for this opponent. She had the utmost faith in the boy but she was aware that he had no attack to combat this Hyuga kid. His all seeing eyes were something to fear, and apparently he could see all around him.
It was then that she had an idea. A slow smile spread across her face as she formulated a plan in her head.
"I hope the Byakugan is ready for what I have in store for it," she said with a twisted grin, her mind moving quickly as she formulated a plan.
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Neji struggled to stand back to his feet. He was sweating and panting profusely from the strain he was being put through. His body was aching and he could feel his muscles beginning to swell up.
His sensei stood across from him with a wide smirk on his face. The man didn't have a single scratch on him.
"Please forgive me if I'm going too hard on you," he said with feigned innocence. "I only thought the Hyuga were much stronger than this."
Neji glared at the man. He had to admit, this guy packed a punch. Surprisingly he was also good at hitting chakra points. He could easily halt an opponents use of chakra without breaking a sweat.
Neji lost the chakra to retain his Byakugan. His knees buckled and he fell onto them. Chakra exhaustion was quickly taking its toll on him. Neji struggled to stand, but felt a foot gently land on his back.
The man lowered his eyes closer to his students face. He glared sternly at the teenager. "This will be our last training session, until after the exams. I want you to train that technique that I've been teaching you, both of them." His eyes lowered at the boy. "Do not lose in this exam, Neji, or there will be consequences." The man increased the pressure on Neji's back, causing him to grunt in pain. "Do you understand me?"
"Hai!" the boy quickly responded as the pain became too much for him to handle. The man continued to apply pressure, and then sped off into the sky, using the boys back as a spring board, effectively knocking him into the ground. Neji could hear the man's cackles as he continued to distance himself.
Neji rolled into his aching back, exhausted beyond belief. Guy sensei had never been as vicious as this man was, and he was a tough sensei himself!
He had to admit that it was helping, however. Neji could feel that he was much more powerful. His eyes were stronger and his chakra capacity and control were increasing as well.
Neji forced himself to his feet. He shakily began to walk through the trees, in no rush to get home. It was then that he heard footsteps.
"Byakugan!" Neji's eyes activated and he saw the culprit. Standing a few feet beside him was none other than this years rookie of the year, Sasuke. The boy looked as if he had trained himself to chakra depletion as well.
Both boys glared at each other. They knew that the other was tough, but each believed to be the better.
Neji's blood began to boil as he stared, smirking at Sasuke. This was the person he was to destroy. He didn't care about his match with the Uzumaki, or even the sand kid that destroyed his pathetic teammate. No, this was much more important. Their match would decided which was truly better, the best the Hyuga could offer, or the sole survivor of the Uchiha clan. The sharingan versus the byakugan.
It was fated to come to this.
"What are you staring at?" Sasuke asked, annoyed with the Hyuga. Hyuga and Uchiha never got along. They both believed that they had the better doujutsu.
Neji's eyes narrowed. "You better show some respect to your superior," he said in a low tone. This caused his enemy's eyes to narrow.
Sasuke grit his teeth as he felt lightning chakra began to hum around his hand. He really hated this guy. Not only did he lose to his idiotic partner, but he was supposed to be better than him. That loss put Neji on a higher pedestal, one he would love to tear down.
Neji smirked as he felt chakra gather around his hands in the familiar Hyuga jutsu. He knew that Sasuke was no match for him. Even Sasuke knew it. He was just pissed that his new sensei seemed blind to the truth.
"If I had to guess, I'd say you wanted to fight," Sasuke said as he gripped his left with his right.
Neji nodded with a growing smirk. "I guess I can humor you for a few seconds. My dead last partner beat you in less than ten, don't you remember?"
Sasuke grit his teeth as his chakra spiked. Forget his injuries, he was gonna make this Baka pay!
"Come on you Hyuga trash!" he yelled as he ran forward, lighting forming around his hand in an instant.
"Anytime, you worthless Uchiha!" he yelled back as he sprinted in the boys direction.
The boys closed the distance in less than a second. They both released battle cries, prepared to end the other for good.
"Sasuke!"
"Neji!"
Both boys were pulled by the back of their shirts and hurled with extreme force. They landed on the ground with thuds, Sasuke leaving a large trail in the dirt from his chidori tearing into the ground.
Guy and Kakashi landed in the middle of the two. They could only stare in wonder at their students.
"Guy, did you see?" Kakashi silently asked.
His eternal rival nodded somberly. "They were both aiming to kill."
Kakashi walked to Sasuke's side. He couldn't help but notice the trench dug by his lightning cutter attack. It was by far the largest that the Uchiha had ever cast! His answer to how it became so large came as he neared the slumped boy.
He could see the curse mark slowly receding back into his body. He knelt down and slung the boy over his shoulder. "I'm taking him to the medics."
Guy held his student bridal style. He couldn't help but be amazed at how strong the boy was getting without his guidance. It almost made him feel as if he failed as a sensei, yet proud of the rapid growth his star pupil was having.
Guy nodded towards his friend. "I'll do the same. Chakra exhaustion should set in soon."
Kakashi nodded as the two took off into the night. Although he was standing beside his oldest friend, his mind began to drift to his student.
The child's seal was leaking. He was sure that he sealed it well, but apparently he wasn't as good as he thought. He would have to take him to the greatest seal master alive.
Even though he could already regret asking.
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"We made it!" the loud voice of a certain blonde rang out as he celebrated the arrival of his home town.
Although the citizens of Konoha treated him like trash, Naruto loved his home town. He was more concerned with the acceptance of the village than to be loved by them.
The group recently walked into the gates. The group received an instant head nod as soon as the keepers saw Jiraiya's face.
"This is your house?" Goku asked in amazement. "It's much bigger than mine!"
Naruto bawled out laughing at the slow raven haired kid. "This is my village you Baka! My house is in it!"
"Oh!" Goku said as if realization had set in. Everyone's eyes were suddenly on him as his stomach released a mighty roar. "Where can we eat?"
Bulma nodded in agreement. "I'm hungry as well!"
Naruto's face beamed with a smile. "I can show you the greatest food known to man!"
Goku's eyes widened. "Really? I want some!"
Bulma rubbed her stomach. "If it's as good as you say it is..."
"But first," Jiraiya said as he glanced at the boys, "come."
He motioned for them to come closer, which they obliged. The old man placed his hands on both of their foreheads, causing them to sag forward.
"What the hell, old man?" Naruto demanded through grit teeth.
Jiraiya smirked. "It's to keep you from running around so much. Now it's 40 on each limb!"
Goku began to slowly do stretches, loosening his muscles while the blonde continued to complain.
Jiraiya looked over his shoulder. "Are you ready, old man?" he asked his sensei.
"Hai!" Roshi quickly answered. "Better now then never I suppose."
"Stay out of trouble kids!" Jiraiya warned. He and the elder man took off before the could hear a response.
XxxoxxX
"Nice to meet you, Hokage." Roshi was bowed in front of the man while Jiraiya sat in the window.
Sarutobi quickly raised his hands to interject. "The pleasure is mine, Turtle Master!" He returned the bow. "What brings you to Konoha?"
A wide grin spread on the man's face. "I want to see how the youth are looking. Besides, I'm co-training one so it will be full of surprises!"
The third smiled at this. He was more than happy that Naruto was accepted to train under the legend. He was extremely curious as to how strong the boy could have gotten.
Roshi continued to smile. "How's the present I got ya?"
Hiruzen looked quizzically at the man. "Gift?" he asked. "You most certainly have me mistaken!"
Roshi vigorously shook his head. "No no no! On your third birthday, I gave you a pole! I'm sure you should be an expert by now!"
The two younger men looked at each other with confused expressions. Jiraiya shrugged as he stared into the eyes of his younger mentor.
Roshi glared at the two. "I'm not just some forgetful old geezer ya know! I know I gave you a stick, no foolin'!"
Sarutobi rubbed his chin in thought. He did own a stick, but he couldn't be talking about...
The man put his hands together for a jutsu as he bit his thumb. "Monkey King, Enma!"
The man thrust his palm onto the ground, a wave of smoke bursting from it. As the smoke cleared, a lone figure was standing there, a monkey clothed as a shinobi.
The summon glanced back at his foolish summoner. "What do you want?" he demanded irritably.
Sarutobi stared back at the beast, showing no emotion of fear. He smiled slightly at the monkey, getting a growl as his only response. "Enma," he politely said as he held a hand, gesturing in the other direction, "would you happen to know this man?"
Enma glared at his human. How dare the man summon him, just to show him off? He barely liked him, after the whole Hebi-sannin incident.
Enma heard a cough coming from behind him. He turned and looked, seeing Sarutobi's student. "Yeah, it's that student of yours, what about it?"
"Not him," Sarutobi stated, "him. Hiding behind the desk."
Roshi shrieked as he realized that his cover was blown. He never meant to give away the pole... Well, he really did, but that's because he forgot of the importance!
The pole was a holy artifact of the Simja tribe. There were only four in existence, but this was due to their extreme importance.
Each pole holds a different summon. Each summon is born the minute a new summoner is chosen. This summon will live its life along with its human partner.
"You... Smell familiar," the beast sad to Roshi. "Stand so I may see you."
The turtle hermit gulped as he heard this. He slowly lifted up, looking at the creature nervously.
"How's it goin?" he asked with a weird chuckle.
Enma wondered why the man felt so familiar. He could see that he remembered the face, but just couldn't connect it to anything.
"This is the great Master Roshi!"
Enma's eyes narrowed. He looked at the man and remembered.
This was the bastard that gave him away!
And used him as a toilet cleaner!
"Roooooshhiiiiiiiiiii!" he yelled as he took off after the screaming old man.
XxxoxxX
"Another bowl please!"
Bulma stared in amazement. She wasn't sure what to be more amazed about, whether the boys being on their 15th bowl of ramen, or that the two chefs were keeping up with their pace.
She sighed as she twirled her chopstick around in her only bowl. The boys were growing so rapidly that she didn't know how to react.
"What's the matter, Bulma?" Naruto asked between bites, "you don't like it?"
Bulma shook her head. "It's not that, I'm just watching my figure. I have to look my best for when I get my boyfriend, ya know?"
Naruto shrugged as he quickly pushed the plate to the side, reaching for another.
Goku was devouring his ramen, ignoring the looks the other customers were giving him. He slurped another bowl down, licking the inside clean.
"I wonder what Sensei's doing?" he said as he rubbed his belly.
"YEEEEEEAAAAAAAAUUUUUGGGGGHHHHH!"
The three turned and were shocked at what they saw. There, jumping from rooftop to rooftop was there sensei.
Being chased by a monkey.
Wearing ninja clothes.
That's what most would've saw, but not this band of characters. Well, at least not two of them.
"Hey Goku," Naruto said. A slow smile went across his face. "Do you think that's your dad?"
Goku looked at the ape. His eyes went to the tail, and then back to his. A smile beamed on his face. "Daddy!" he yelled as he sprinted towards the retreating duo.
"Wait up!" Naruto yelled as he quickly dashed out. "Thanks Teuchi and Ayame!" He yelled as he waved at the duo.
They both waved back. "That's a lot of bowls I won't be getting back," the man said with a sigh. He was used to having one of the boys unlucky Sensei's to pay the tab.
The man was pulled from his thoughts as he heard a thump hit the counter. He looked down and saw a brown sack laying there. He looked up and saw the retreating form of the blue haired girl sprinting after the two boys.
"Keep the change!" she yelled without looking back.
The two looked at the sack, afraid to open it. The man finally got over the fear and opened it.
"Ayame..." he whispered. The girl looked at her dad with wide eyes, hands on her heart. "We're RICH!"
XxxoxxX
"This is the end of the line you bastard."
The turtle hermit shivered as he stared at his new foe. The look of anger in the eyes of him was intense, enough to make the strong man shake like a leaf.
He looked behind him and saw the long drop. He was standing in front of the Hokage monument. One missed step and he was done, for good.
As he looked the other way, he almost considered the fall.
"It was a mistake, ok!" he shrieked in fear of the still approaching creature. "I didn't wanna do it, I swear!"
The monkey King chuckled as he cracked his knuckles. He was gonna enjoy this!
"Daddyyyyyyyyyyy!"
The summon grimaced as he was tackled hard and fast from the side. He landed in a heap with something clutching onto him. He looked and saw a small human.
"Get your hands off me!" he roared as he pushed the boy away. The kid landed a foot away, but returned to his feet smiling.
"Are you my daddy?"
Enma's eye twitched. He looked at the boy in anger and irritation.
"What?"
Goku pointed at the beast. "You have a tail, just like me!"
Enma looked at the boy and was astonished to see the limb poking out of his butt. He quickly went through his memories, trying to remember if he mated with a human.
"Impossible..." he mumbled, scratching his graying head. He approached the boy and walked around him, poking the tail. It's real he thought as he poked it. The beast then looked up and noticed something on the boy.
"You!" He demanded as he pointed at the kid. "Where did you get that pole?"
"My grandpa gave it to me."
Enma rubbed his chin in thought. This couldn't be a mere coincidence, the pole always knows who it chooses.
He smirked at Goku.
"Prove to me that you deserve this," he said with a smirk.
Goku smiled as he lowered into a fighting stance. "Do you wanna fight?"
Enma glared at the kid with a feral grin. "I like your spunk!" me said with a chuckle as he lowered into his own stance. "Now I'm gonna-"
"Ha!"
Goku jumped as the monkey disappeared in a burst of smoke. He looked around for the monkey. "Are you using Naruto's attack?" He asked as he frantically looked around. He ignored the old master, who fell onto the ground with a relieved groan.
Sarutobi and Jiraiya looked at the man with apologetic faces.
"Excuse me for that," the Hokage said without hesitation. "He's a bit... Angry with me."
Roshi's response was a weak groan.
XxxoxxX
Well that's that. Not a lot I know but my laptop screen crashed, I'm typing on an iPhone. I'm also sorry about not having Naruto meet his team members, but they aren't real important at the moment. They will be next chapter, however. But here's a little extra, just for the wait.
XxxoxxX
It was early in the morning. The sky was bright red as the sun decided to peek it's head into the horizon. All would have been quiet and peaceful, had it not been for one white haired youth.
"DADDY I wanna TRAIN!"
A middle aged man and his child were walking down a long dirt road. They had been traveling for days, the child complaining the entire trip. He was bustling with energy and always wanted to be busy doing something productive.
The man sighed. He was proud of his son's drive, but it could get annoying at times. He loved long trips but his child was quickly making him despise them.
"We'll be there soon, my child," he said with a sigh. This of course didn't go unnoticed by the boy.
"When you sigh, it's usually a lie old man!" he yelled as he jumped in front of the man, fists clenched. "You know that I hate liars!"
The man sighed once again. He already knew how this was going to end.
The boy angrily pointed at the man. "There you go, sighing again! I'm gonna give you something to sigh about!"
The boy rushed his father, arms raised in the turtle style of battle. The man simply tilted his head to avoid the punch delivered. The child growled as he sent a flurry towards the older man, which were also evaded without the man moving his feet in the slightest.
The kid jumped back and angrily glared at his father. "How dare you disrespect me like that old man! Fight me!"
His father sighed wearily. "As you wish," he simply replied.
The kid smirked as he jumped to send a flying kick in his fathers direction. His smile began to falter as he saw the man grab his leg, swinging him in a violent circle. He couldn't help but scream comically as he was released into the air, flying hundreds of feet ahead of his father. His eyes were squeezed shut as he squealed in fear, unsure what he was going to impact.
The child gasped as he felt arms catch him in the air. He instinctively gripped onto the shirt of his savior, still sniffling as they landed softly on the ground.
He looked up at his savior as he was placed back on his wobbly feet. The man was tall, much taller than he and his father. His skin was tanned and his eyes were dark. The man's raven hair fell below his waist and a smile was plastered on his face.
The weird thing to the child was the man's attire. He wore a haori over a full-length brown and white gown, along with a simple red headband. The most amusing thing was his hat, which was also brown and white with the kanji for Hokage on it.
"Who the heck are you?" The child asked as he toddled, trying to regain his sense of balance. He attempted to give an angry glare, but the man only chuckled at the look.
"Nice catch, my friend!" the child looked over his shoulder and saw his smiling father waving towards the man. He seemed to be relaxed, as if he knew the weirdo that randomly caught him.
The black haired saviors face widened as he saw the man approaching. "Gohan, is that you?" he asked as his smile widened. At the smile the man returned, he was more than sure of the man's identity.
"Indeed it is, Hashirama. It's been how long, five years?" he asked his lifelong friend as he finally caught up to them. He and the raven haired man shook hands and begin grinning uncontrollably.
The lone child looked between the two men in both surprise and anger. The two men were just chatting away, ignoring his presence!
"Hey, pops, whose this?" he asked his old man.
"Oh, I almost forgot!" Gohan reached over and picked up the child, grinning wider than humanly possible. "See, it's my son! Jiraiya!"
Jiraiya had his arms crossed and a pout on his features as he glared at the older man, who smiled broadly at the child. He held out his hand to shake the child's.
"Hey Jiraiya! I'm your Uncle Hashirama!" he said while still grinning with his eyes shut. Jiraiya's glare sharpened at the man.
"My dad's an only child."
Hashirama's features fell and he begun to sulk. "Yes... You're right..."
Jiraiya grimaced, how could his mood change so quickly?
Gohan continued to laugh as he placed his still scowling son on the ground. "I see nothing's changed in the slightest, except your title of course!"
The man's face instantly brightened up. "Ah, yes! Please, let me show you around the village!
For the next few minutes, the two overly excited men were exploring the town with a disgruntled four year old in tow. Every time the Hokage would point out a place and explain its importance, the kid would snort and mumble under his breath.
When his father told him that they'd go to a ninja village, he expected it to be amazing : men fighting, weapons blazing in the air as they attempted to kill one another. To his annoyance, all there was were black haired snobs with sticks up there butts, wierd looking people with long dog teeth, and two lazy guards sleeping at the post.
Weren't ninja supposed to be awesome?
"And this is the school for shinobi." The trio were stopped in front of a small brown building. Many parents were standing in the front, hugging and kissing there children.
Jiraiya smirked. "I trained with the best, and passed!" he boasted, chuckling at the unlucky students.
Hashirama looked at the boy with a raised brow. "Is he talking about..."
Gohan nodded. "He's the youngest to ever pass the training of the turtle hermit, even if it was only a 'preliminary course'..."
Jiraiya smirked. "Dad's just mad that he still trains with the old geezer."
Gohan tensed at this. "At least I can do the Kamehameha," he said with his own smirk.
The father and child glared at one another. The Hokage nervously chuckled as he rubbed the back of his neck.
"Grandpa!"
All three of the heads turned to see a blonde girl running towards them.
Jiraiya stared in aw at the blonde beauty. Living with Master Roshi made him grow a certain appreciation for women. He could easily guess a bust or waist size from a mere glance.
But this girl... She was beautiful!
The girl had a long blonde ponytail with two bangs in her head. She wore a traditional green kimono with a red sash around the middle. What drew him in the most were her eyes. Although he'd seen brown eyes before, hers pulled him in like a moth to a flame.
Tsunade squealed as she jumped in her grandfathers arms. The man twirled her in a circle while she laughed all the while. Gohan looked down and noticed Jiraiya's stare. He couldn't help but smile at this.
"Is my favorite granddaughter ready for her first day at the academy?" the Hokage asked as he looked into her smiling face.
The girl giggled as she nodded. "I'm your only granddaughter! But of course I am!" She then looked at the two strangers. Her eyes settled on Jiraiya's staring face. "Is he a new student too?
Jiraiya quickly shook his head and puffed out his chest. "Of course not! I'm too strong to be in your school, thank you very much!"
Tsunade wiggled out of her grandfathers grip and glared at the boy. "Oh yea? I bet I could beat you up, no problem at all!"
Jiraiya scoffed at that. Him lose to a girl? Not likely. "I'm sorry, but you couldn't even if I let you."
Tsunade glared at the boy. How dare he disrespect her like that? Did he not know her status in the village? "Can too!"
"Can not!"
"Can too!
"Can not!"
"Can too!"
"Can n-"
"Jiraiya!"
The boy flinched as he heard his father shout his name. He looked back at the man and could tell that he was agitated. "Yeah dad?"
"We'll be spending the next few days here. I have important business to tend to, so we won't head home for a while." He held up his hand as he saw the boy about to protest. "It won't be long, no more than a week."
Jiraiya folded his arms as he looked away. "And what am I supposed to do while your busy?"
Gohan gave his child a wide smile, one that made the boy feel uneasy. "You'll be taking classes, of course!"
"WHAT!" The two kids yelled simultaneously. They both looked at the man, expecting answers. To o their surprise it was the other adult that chose to speak.
"This was planned by me and Gohan for quite some time now. It'll be good to see how the two of you match up against children older than you, since you both are pretty talented individuals."
The two children glared at each other. They both looked like they were ready to burst at a moments notice. Sparks seemed to fly between the two as their glares intensified.
It was then that the school bell rang. Both children glanced at the building, one in fear, the other in annoyance.
"Oh no! I'm gonna be late!" Tsunade shrieked as she took off for the building.
Jiraiya rolled his eyes and looked back at the two men. He smirked at them. "That was all some kind of joke, ri-"
"See ya!" his father yelled as the two men disappeared smiling.
Jiraiya gripped his white hair and released a scream, shocking the parents that were returning to their homes. They all looked at the crazed child with caution as they passed him.
"Damn it dad! How could you leave me in this weird village with these weird people and their weird clothing! Not to mention this weird school and that weird pretty girl with those weird brown eyes -"
"Excuse me, but are you talking about Tsunade?"
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Soooooo yeah. For the next few chapters I plan to give you a gaze into Jiraiya's past, which is slightly different than the original. I hope yall like it. I also start the fights next chapter. Be ready, because they're going to be totally different. Anyways, please read and review!