It was late just after midnight. The family was asleep. My body seemed to need little rest. To capitalize on this discovery, I began to train in front of a pond.

This pond had a history. It was here that my mother taught Yuma to walk on water. I was forced to wait and watch. The skill still alluded me, there was a step missing in the learning process.

When I was six, I planted a cherry tree here at the pond. Six years later it produced delicious fruit. It bloomed now in preparation to grow more.

My host saw this pond last before wind blades ravished his body. His blood had turned the pond red then. Now, the water was crystal clear.

This night, I practiced fire release. Leaves from the cherry tree covered the pond. Small holes were burned out of them. A branch from the tree had already been stripped bare.

The element was hungry and quick to soak up my chakra. My mind turned to my sister. Had the wind element given her such trouble.

I glared at a new leaf. It sat upon my palm innocently as a small black circle of flame scorched it. My mind struggled to keep the chakra steady. Too much and the leaf would be ash, and with too little I might as well not bother.

The latest leaf crumbled to dust and I struck the tree. Fire chakra flowed form my palm in a torrent. Bark cracked and broke off. The leaves on top burst into flames, while the blooms withered away. I yelled out and ever more fire turned the tree into a burning pyre.

"Awe that was my favorite tree. Is my dear little brother throwing a temper tantrum? Should your big sister lend you a hand?" I kicked the remnants of the tree into the pond. The fire went out in a hiss.

I grabbed ahold of the stump and lifted it from the earth and tossed it at Yuma. She dodged gracefully to the side. The desire to snap one of her legs with telekinesis was over baring.

"I need not help from you sister." I looked around acting as if I couldn't feel the mind of one of the maids. "Should I expect Abal or Ghunwah to be in your shadow. Maybe the ever faithful Suha." I said. Yuma smiled sweetly.

"No, mother invited Ghunwah into her bed chambers this night. Suha is sleeping while Aba is closer than you think. It was smart of you to leave a shadow clone to sleep in your bed. Where did you learn the jutsu brother?" I thought about just snapping her neck right here.

"It doesn't matter get out of my sight Yuma. Talking to you it pointless." My hand thrusted towards the pond. A gout of flame burst forth.

When I looked back Yuma had yet to leave. She looked at me like I sprouted a spare head. My hand didn't burn. I taught myself to protect my hands with chakra. It was wasteful but useful.

"Tsk, to think if you had acted cordial I would have taught you the secret to controlling fire tonight. Oh well, I seem to have gotten out of bed for nothing. Good night little brother."

"Are you not going to stop me? You should beg me for the secret." When I got out of bed before midnight I cut the connection to the Hokage. Mind walkers had attempted to use the link as a path to my mind. The Yamanaka may have been crude but at least they could improvise. Even if he knew the secret, I couldn't access the information. The notorious professor most likely controlled fire better than the Uchiha.

It wasn't until I felt the buildup of chakra behind me that I acted. "If you attack me, I will kill you long before your maids can strike me back. By then, I will have already located and gotten rid of them." It was just a threat. This body could use low level psionic energy but anything more could burn the brain out of it. Nothing time and practice couldn't fix.

"What happened to you brother. You used to follow me around like a puppy. When I walked didn't you worshiped the ground I walked on? Now look at you. Experimenting with fire jutsu in the dead of night because you fear, I will keep you from growing stronger. Won't you miss me when I go on my first C rank mission?" Yuma said. Her voice quivered in a well-rehearsed fashion.

"I had a shadow clone transformed as a mouse when you rehearsed in front of Abal. I'm a lot of things but never a fool. Take your acts and go fuck yourself." Yuma's face took a shade of red before serenity took over. The façade was back far too quickly.

"Have fun with the maids, brother. I hope you sleep peacefully and eat your fill while I'm gone." She said before turning and walking away. The urge to snap her neck became ever stronger.

I felt a disturbance in the myriad of psionic barriers around me. A kunai stopped just before it would have sunk into my brain stem. "Hello Abal, nice night isn't it." Abal had already tried this before. She was the one who delivered her threats just yesterday.

"My mistress has given her orders your life will be ours." I stared into her eyes and entered her mind. She had no protections from me. My programs were less insidious and more useful. I ordered Abal to clean the mansion from top to bottom. She would do nothing else save care for herself and following my mother's orders. So long as they weren't to kill me, she would follow them.

She slinked back inside. It didn't matter what my sister said now. Abal would be a cleaning machine from now on.

For a whole hour, there was silence and I could focus on my fire chakra. I thrust my palms out and a small gout of flame jutted out. Like clay I molded the flames into fire balls and threw them. The pond hissed and mist rose. It was expensive to use fire chakra this way. The quick hand signs most shinobi used were far superior.

After playing with fire for a while my motivation returned. I picked up what leaves had survived my tirade. With my rage, out of the way it became much easier to focus. Soon I completed the exercise and kept the circle of fire unmoving for a minute.

"What did you do to her?" I didn't need to turn around to know who the voice was coming from. My senses were extended enough by chakra to tell. Though I easily recognized the voice.

"Hello Yuma, are you here to say goodbye before your off." The academy wouldn't start for another four hours. The sun had yet to come up.

Adal was struggling behind her. The maid was desperate to follow her commands. For now, she wasn't to the point of chewing her own arm off to get away.

"Don't give me that bull shit." I walked up to her. My steps brought me to her instantly. Rise was at my beck and call and this body took to it well.

I snatched the blond by the neck and lifted her. I had to float off the ground to choke her properly, she was much taller than me. My smile was a gentle as ever to the annoying girl.

"I don't want to hear you speak anymore. Unless it is to say yes brother I have come to say good bye before my trip. Your words are worth less that horse piss." I tossed her on the ground. She didn't back down even as I floated back down. All I received from her was a glare.

This wasn't over and I knew it. "Yes, brother, I came to see you before I left. Good bye, brother." Every word was said with venom. I had to stop myself from snapping her neck for a third time.

Her eyes narrowed at me. I could feel the preverbal hamster wheel turning. The game had altered. She no longer saw me as someone to bully. Now I was a rival. Great.

She turned her back and began to walk away. "I expect my servants to be set right when I return. Otherwise I will go to mother. She wouldn't take kindly to such machinations against me." Yuma said.

I looked down at the leaf in my hand. I had held the flame stead in a tight ring throughout our conversation. If that hadn't tested my control nothing would.

My hand closed around the leaf and it burned to a crisp in my hand. The difference was immediately apparent. Control equaled more power. The fire came to my command as easily as snapping now. Within a single night, I had fully mastered the first level of fire manipulation.

According to the Madara Uchiha foundation of fire manipulation. There were ten levels to go through, before I could consider this skill mastered.

"Yusuke, say something talk to me. How did you do it. They are my slaves how did you turn them against me." Perhaps if I constantly hold my fire chakra in a tight wring for years at a time, I can master fire chakra. All the exercises were efforts in holding the fire chakra at bay. It seemed easy to generate it compared to water or earth.

"That's it I'm leaving for my mission. Good bye." I continued to play with fire until I was sure she was gone. Abal was struggling in Yuma's grip. Her orders were clear. Clean the mansion top to bottom. There were no divergences in my orders.

Opening my hand, I slowly spread a ring of fire chakra within my palm. When the small flame was wrapped together, I spun it. The tiny ring spun around quickly keeping its form. This was the second level of fire mastery. The shinobi had to control fire and keep it tame while it was on the move.

I held the flame with my bare hand without protection. The fire chakra didn't burn me. I was in command it couldn't burn me.

There was plenty of time left and mother was clearly enjoying Ghunwah. I could explore the mansion with impunity. The first place to go was obviously the basement. The best stuff is always there.

I created a clone and had it dispel.

In Yusuke's room.

The knowledge obtained from my brother clone was gracious. I glanced to the side. Suha was in a sorry state. Blood flowed down my arm. It seemed my clone body was superior to clone 3. 7 is a heavenly number perhaps, I am a blessed clone.

Either way I have no intention of returning to the collective empty handed. Kasr Alsulta or Broken power it was Suha's tribe's taijutsu. It was built to take advantage of joints. Even a novice of the art could bring a grown man to his knees. The martial art took power and turned it on the enemy. I wanted to take that power and implement it.

Suha was not an ugly woman. Years striking the air with kata and the work my mother had her do had kept her body pristine. Her face was olive shape and perhaps her eyes were a shade of brown that pleased my eyes. Hazel, I believe the color was called.

Right now, the woman was lain out on my bed. Her arms and legs were shackled. It was a precaution; her mind was forced into a dream like loop. My mother and sister afforded our three servants any martial teaching they desired. The servants were as good as a mundane assassin could get.

They were forbidden the teachings of chakra. It was the Hyuga that enforced this law. If a single slave was found to have working chakra coils. A hyuga was expected to correct the problem. Often such a correction was fatal.

As a clone of the original, I still had access to basic psycher skills. Nova would cause me to dispel. Reading her mind barely scratched the surface of what was needed to truly learn her taijutsu. The stances and movements were just the start. Breathing, placement, and experience in countering could not be taken through force.

To correct that problem, I began to alter her dreams. There were tales of Venus brainwashing mortals with erotic dreams. I would go through a friendlier approach. The last thing I needed were three servants going googly eyed over me.

At the gate of Konoha.

I am the 8th clone. My predecessor the 5th created 7, 8, and 9 through a new means. Instead of the fifty-fifty mix we were made with 9 parts yang and 1 parts yin. In effect, we were more solid. More power to form made the form more real.

In effect, I was a new breed of shadow clone. Unlike the originals a single hit wouldn't make me dispel. I had a much longer life span than a normal clone. To top it all off, I had all the basic pycher skills of my creator. I was 2 generations removed. My previous generation had returned to the creator. I was not ready to go yet, not without fulfilling my ambition.

Like a salmon, I would go to a new area and leave behind a group of clones. All I had to do was make it past the gate. Fortunately, I was in luck. There was a caravan going through. I had managed to get on as a mercenary. Ninja weren't often interested in such jobs unless they were genin. I would of course be expected to remain working for this caravan for a year. It was a shame, I was a shadow clone.

"Boy take that bow and get in the wagon. If we run in to bandits, I want you to put an arrow into them, before they take the carriage." I nodded dumbly to the large merchant. The man was dressed in a motley of colors. If not for the grease stains, I would say he looked elegant.

My current face was transformed into that of a multitude of random people. I saw a hyuga look over me before he continued. Perhaps my mix was perfect after all.

The caravan slipped beyond the gate and I couldn't help but feel free. The village walls felt like prison bars to me rather than a beacon of protection. As the village became smaller and smaller, I opened my hand and let water swirl in a circle around my palm.

It was midday, when we were assaulted by bandits. Our caravan was moving at its slow pace, when arrows speared the caravan drivers through the head. I stopped training my water release and picked up the bow. It felt light as a children's toy in my hands.

I leapt from the caravan, rapid firing arrows in the direction of where I sensed people. It didn't matter how well camouflaged they thought they were. I could taste their minds and their desperation.

My arrows were not precise like the bandits. The bandits were quick and efficient. They aimed to take the caravan fast and leave no witnesses. Perhaps they planned on taking the caravans full of loot with them to their camps. The horses had yet to move. When I brushed the mind of one, I knew why. Genjutsu they had a ninja or a shinobi trained in their group.

When a hail of arrows fell in my direction, I scurried under the wagon for cover. I felt one strike my knee but it bounced off. Chakra coat had become a stable of the clone repertoire. It only cost me my life span as I used it. Chakra could be recovered by rotating chakra around my astral reservoir. It was a long process that required meditation to conduct. I wasn't going to be able to replenish myself while I hid under the wagon.

A few arrows had fallen under the wagon so I snatched them up. There were ten wagons here, if they felt my life was worth a wagon full of loot they might burn it down.

I rolled out from under the wagon as a massive fire ball impacted it. Activating rise, I leapt up into the trees. Hopefully it was quick enough and they didn't have a sensor. Moving as quiet as a mouse, I crept higher into the tree.

From that vantage point, I watched as a single ninja wearing a rain head band. He went through a few hand seals and a torrent of water rose out of the ground and doused the fire. That was much higher in the water release scale than I currently was.

Still it mattered little. I pulled back the bow as far as I dared. The wood felt about ready to snap. My arrow was aimed at the missing nin. The slash in his head plate revealed enough. Other bandits moved out and quickly took over the wagons. I waited even longer and the caravan was moving again. The bandits stowed the bodied to the side and a second missing nin emerged this one with a stone head band.

He went through some hand signs and the earth moved. Water was sucked back under the bodies along with it. His work was thorough, not even the grass was disturbed.

The arrow was still pulled back, I could very well kill one of them. If I had trained in the bow, I could perhaps shoot two arrows and kill them both. Right now, even a single kill was uncertain. The bandits didn't look wounded. Had I shot trees and missed them all entirely.

Three bandits were pulled from cover and laid in the wagon. They all had an arrow in them. Though none of my shots were fatal, I did hit them. It was my consolation prize for being such a failure.

I leapt down and crushed one of the bandits upon my descent. The wood from the carriage shattered as my knees buckled slightly. As I rose arrows fired at me only to bounce off my chakra coat. A cloak of red spread over my body. The ultimate defense afforded to each clone.

"Who is that, little red riding hood perhaps. I think you took a wrong turn to gramma's house." The cloak covered my face and the hood stretched over my eyes. My eyes could still see through it.

Arrows bounced off my body, I leapt at the nearest bandit and ripped him limb from limb. The strength difference between us was night and day. Only a ninja could compare with a ninja. My talents boosted my physical skills even beyond that.

The stone nin who talked smack before engaged me in taijutsu and the rain nin held back and began to go through hand signs. The jutsu must have been something. Three exchanges in taijutsu later he still was performing the hand signs. Less than half a minute had gone by.

Water began to rise from the ground in torrents, something big was coming. The ninja I fought was good. I was roughly three times stronger than him and growing stronger with each exchange. Rise was becoming easier to blend with chakra enhancement.

The man had a longer reach and better taijutsu than I did. My taijutsu was a mix of various copied forms. I was still lining him up. Abal had taught me how to dislocate limbs, I planned on trying it out.

Now, I feinted and changed stances on him. Experience nearly saved the man before my strikes hit. Both of his arms fell to his side useless. I had turned on the speed with my rise and caught him off guard.

"This is the end. Water release water dragon jutsu." I turned just in time as a dragon shaped mass of water slammed into the missing nin and myself. My bones snapped and the ground underneath didn't soften the impact. Rise would heal me but my body wouldn't be whole. I made the cross shape and created 10, 11, and 12 just as I dispelled myself.

10th clone POV

Existence was disorienting at first. As I dodged a punch from a missing nin time seemed to sink up. 11 and 12 easily dodged the follow up from the rain nin. Our father's body lay broken and in a heap. Though his soul had already left to join the original, rage began to overtake me.

I raised my hand and used my burst abilities. The ninja had no defense, they were lifted by their necks. A mighty snap ended the confrontation. My father had held back to document their techniques for the original. I would not die so prematurely.

"What have you done. We weren't to release our psi unless it was an emergency. Don't you understand that in this world feints and misdirection are the difference between life and death." 11 said. 12 began to replicate my tactic on the bandits. They attempted to flee only to die by telekinetic choke.

"It seems there are no witnesses to speak of. The discrepancy our original commanded has been honored." I said. 12 was already rummaging through the carriages. There were a few cases with ryo stacked away. Most likely their sales from Konoha. This merchant caravan specialized in iron sand. A commodity valued in kunai and shuriken production. This caravan made its way from iron country all the way to fire every year.

I looked at twelve then at eleven. "From now on call me Ju eleven you will be Juichi and twelve will be Juni. We must act fast. If we are going to take over for the caravan, Juichi collect the horses." I said.

"Wait who put you in charge? And why Juichi?" Juichi said.

"Its Japanese for eleven and Ju is Japanese for 10. Get with the program." I yelled to my brother clone.

"Program, what an interesting idea. We could make a program designed to lighten the load on a wagon. That way we can carry all the loot in one carriage." Juni said.

"Wo wait a second. I know that we aren't in Konoha anymore. But that is no reason to go off the reservation. We don't have orders to suddenly become merchants. Do you really think dad would have wanted us to do that?" Juichi said. We were third generation and I don't think we act like the original anymore. I looked over at our second-generation father. Using telekinesis, I lifted a chunk out of the earth and placed his body there. All our faces were the same. Our father had used the transformation jutsu to give himself a unique look.

My face changed and suddenly, I had a long black beard. I grew a foot in height and the hair on my head fell out. A few age lines were added then, I let off the chakra drain. I turned my eyes to Juichi.

"So, merchants, it's better than going back to Konoha and becoming ramen chiefs." Juichi said.

"I wouldn't have minded finding a few young women and plowing the fields." Juni said. I rolled my eyes.

"There will be plenty of fertile field, where we are going." Can clones even have children?"

Main POV

The basement was unguarded Abal was busy dusting, Ghunwah was getting plowed by my mother, and Suha was getting a deep brainwashing by clone 7. 8 was dead, two hours before I had to be at the academy and one of my new type clones were dead. Hopefully 10,11, and 12 lasted longer. The water release and archery experience would come in handy. I should practice that some type and dispel a clone.

Speaking of clones, I made three. 13,14, and 15 gave me cover. They were the new type of clone. 9 parts yang and 1 parts yin made solid human clones.

The basement was a dust covered mess, with a clean path running through it. This traveled path was what we followed. Until we arrived at an unassuming door. I opened the door revealing an abyss.

Really, it was a massive hole in the ground. I looked over to my clones. One shrugged while another sighed. Ropes made of astral particles or red sand stabbed into the stone wall. I wanted to leave this to my clones but something bothered me.

A force was down here. It crept up and smothered the atmosphere with psionic energy. It reminded me of the Seraph Amagi. There was a darkness in it that felt like Ouroboros. I couldn't leave this to chance.

"13 go to the ninja academy and learn everything you can. If we are to take the test today, then I expect you to pass it. Make any friends you can." I said. The clone saluted me and ran off.

"Lucky bastard," 15 said. I shook my head and jumped into the darkness. The astral cable lengthened as we needed it to. Flight was an option but I wanted to save all the psionic energy I had.

While traveling deeper into the hole, the presence began to distinguish itself to my senses. It did not come from a single entity. There were hundreds.

We landed on the bottom. The light from a door garnered our attention. Multiple lines of fuinjutsu covered the door along with many tags. There were explosive tags on the door interwoven with the other seals.

Using as little chakra as possible, I created a small orb of fire. The orb levitated at my command revealing more tags covering the walls. There would be no getting beyond that door today. I looked back feeling the presences and memorizing them.

13 POV

I took a box lunch from the fridge and made my way out of the mansion and on to the street. Konoha was just waking up as I made my way across town towards the academy. Venders and merchants from all around smiled and waved in greeting as they set up shop. For a moment I wondered, shouldn't I have begged our creator to go and let we clones handle it.

Unlike most clones a single hit wouldn't end me. If 8s memories were true, then I could take a lot of punishment. Only when I stopped functioning, willingly dispelled, or my creator dispelled me; could I return. It was a strange thing sentience.

Did these people, I passed along my way have a purpose like my own. Or, were they born with no defining meaning left to wonder and find a purpose. Poor creator, he was similar.

There was ramen stand open, with a blond-haired boy inside. He was dressed in orange of all things and wore goggles. There were distinct whisker marks on his cheeks. This was the container of the nine-tailed fox. I didn't believe it.

"Hey kid you're going to be late. If you wait here for too long they may lock the doors." They boy was 12, my age he was even in my class. His face held a bright smile but his eyes showed mistrust.

"Yusuke Tono right. I guess you're on your way to the academy too. You don't normally even notice I exist. Why the attention now?" Did he realize he spoke that out loud or was he that blunt? I shrugged my shoulders.

"Today is graduation day right. If we are going to be ninja of the same village, then why shouldn't I give a potential rival attention." A small gleam entered the blonde's eyes.

"Believe it, I'm going to be Hokage, you better hope you can rival me." I smirked and continued walking. Naruto followed behind me slurping noodles down.

We both got in rather early. I sat close to the back while Naruto sat at the front. People started to filter in and I started to make note of their names. Sasuke, Kiba, Shikamaru, Choji, and sunglasses he was an Aburam, I was sure of it. I heard the insects.

Two girls rushed in spoiling the quiet atmosphere. One had the pinkest hair I had ever seen. The other was a Yamanaka, Ino if memory served. "Hey cat fight." Kiba whispered and I winked at him. He grinned lecherously.

Finally, the two girls burst through the door and began to yell at Naruto for the right to sit next to Sasuke. I got up and approached them. "Ladies please, why don't you sit with me. Sasuke's balls haven't dropped yet, he has no interest in the opposite sex." I said in my most charming voice.

They glared at me and the pink one tried to slap me, only to receive a firm slap on her rear. She squeaked loudly and the blonde looked on it shock. Had these two not been near a member of the opposite sex before.

In their shock, I grabbed ahold of the two of them. They tried to struggle, only their efforts were useless. I sat the two of them down in desks next to mind. Just as pinky was about to say something the teacher walked in.

Iruka was his name and giving boring history lectures, was his profession. How a ninja could make a history that was nothing but war, body experimentation, and more war boring, I couldn't figure out.

"Today is the day of your examination. For those who can pass all three tests, you will be awarded a head band. If not, well better luck next year." The academy three was considered 50 percent of the test, if you failed them you failed the test. Only those with 80% or higher graduated.

He calmly handed out sheets of paper for the exams. I read over mine. It wasn't physics. The test was basic algebra, hand signs, and history. Amazing what little was really taught in this place.

I zoomed through it then turned it in. The teacher nodded to me and I returned to my desk. Pink one and mind walker wanna be were next to turn theirs in followed by Sasuke. Naruto struggled in the front. I may have cheated and implanted a few helpful thoughts. The Yamanaka girl gave me a sharp look but said nothing.

We were taken out to the training field and divided into pairs. I was lucky enough to get Kiba. I took one of the Broken Power forms I learned.

"You're going down. What are you even doing? Did you time in the hospital knock a few screws loose?" He said. I waited for the teacher to start the spar.

I went for an easy win, dislocating a shoulder and knocking him out of the fight. He surprised me. Just before my strike would have taken him out he shifted. I saw through the feint too late, as a foot encircled my leg and pulled me out of the stance. He punched me in the face twice and delivered a knee to my face. I caught his knee the second time he went to strike me.

His eyes widened, I went for the grapple. My back twisted and my hips pivoted. Kiba slammed into the ground hard. He sprang up just as I dashed and delivered a haymaker to his face.

"Stop, Kiba landed three consecutive blows it's his win. Yusuke good try go to the back." Kiba looked at me and grinned. I shouldn't have tried that move.

The next few fights were quick. I gave my opponent no time to think. My blows were fast and heavy. My last two fights, I won. With my loss to Kiba, I was out ten points in the exam. Naruto patted me on the shoulder. He had fought against Sasuke and got a draw. If it was counted or not was up to debate. I was about ready to manipulate the teachers to pass him.

Ino and Sakura were making their way toward us. "What was that stance, when you were fighting Kiba something new?" Sakura said. I blinked at her cordial tone. Sasuke too was walking over.

"That was Kasr Alsulta right. It is rather new to Konoha. A few chunin and jonin learn it. It's supposed to be a good defensive taijutsu. You didn't pivot right during your strike and Kiba caught you off balance. Maybe your balls haven't dropped yet. Maybe when they do you will be more grounded." I raised an eyebrow at the insult but nodded. Tanking insults was all a part of being a man.

"Yea, I learned it from the maids at my house. They practice it sometimes and I thought it would throw Kiba off." Sasuke shrugged.

"Ok, I'm lost Sasuke kun are you and Yusuke friends." Sasuke didn't reply and I didn't say anything either. Naruto was about to open his mouth but a look from the both of us silenced him. Ino was still giving me the stink eye.

"Alright class you all did pretty well on the taijutsu exam now let's begin the final test. Ninjutsu time, to the tent when we call you. Mizuki sensei said.

I turned to Naruto, he was looking nervous. "Remember Naruto use only as much chakra as you need for a jutsu, not a drop more." He looked up at me in confusion.

"I normally use as much chakra as I can but I can't do the clone jutsu." The rest of the group turned to him.

"Naruto I'm a sensor. You have more chakra then everyone here put together. If I can do the clone jutsu, Sasuke can do the clone jutsu, and Sakura can do the jutsu then you can too. Just remember less is more.

I didn't know if my advice would help him or not. Uzumaki was after me on the name list. I watched Sakura walk out of the tent with a head band. She waved and smiled at Sasuke and me.

"I think she is crushing over you Tono san. That smack you gave her must have knocked some screws loose. Or did you mess with her head." She said the last part in an accusing tone. I raised an eyebrow at her.

"I really don't know what you're talking about. If I used mind control on her, she wouldn't be able to keep herself off me." Ino narrowed her eyes at me. Naruto and Sasuke looked at me funny.

"I'm watching you."

"Tono Yusuke you're up." I walked up and entered the tent.

"Ok Substitution." I replaced myself with one of the many logs. "No hand signs good. Transformation," I turned into Iruka. He nodded. "Final jutsu clone," I went through the hand signs and three clones of myself appeared. "Good your score is 90% you pass take your head band." I grabbed the blue cloth and metal leaf insignia.

Walking out of the tent, I waved at the group. My mother wasn't here. It was late now the sun was starting to set. The class had gone through a massive over hall before we took the test. Iruka had us go through the entire rubric.

I waited and watched Sasuke walk out. He nodded and set out for home. Naruto walked out of the academy with a rain cloud over his head. He looked up at me shook his head and sat on the swing. My mission was over, I had passed the test.

No one should go through life isolated. My creator spent a hundred years by himself. He had only memories for company.

Before I realized it, I was walking towards him. I didn't know what I would say. He looked up at me then back at the people with their families.

"What's it like to have parents?" The question threw me for a loop. I remembered what it was like for Yusuke and my creator. The only parent I had ever known was my creator. If he was to be my friend then, I needed to be as truthful as possible.

"They grant us a purpose, sometimes even a dream when we have none. But they aren't our friends either. They are our authority figures. It is their job to instill within us morals. You could compare them to the Hokage. In a sense, he is the father of the whole leaf village." Naruto cocked his head to the side.

"Is that what it means to be Hokage?" I shrugged my shoulders. There was no longer a link to the old man's mind. I couldn't search for his answers. I was limited to what I was created with.

"The Hokage is responsible for every ninja and civilian of the village. He has the power to discipline them and to reward them. Isn't that what a parent does. What the child or ninja does reflects on the Hokage as it would a parent. Do you get what I'm saying Naruto?" I asked him.

There were no longer tears in his eyes. He looked up at me with a new fire. I hadn't seen before such intensity. It was inspiring.

"I will be the Hokage and I will shoulder this village." I smiled a bit.

"Mizuki wants to give you an offer. He plans to betray the village. This is your first mission Naruto. Don't let the village down. Please don't tell anyone that I told you this. I don't like being questioned." He nodded to me.

I walked home. I placed my head band on the dresser, next to the creator's bed and dispelled.

Main POV

The memories of 13 flowed through me. His conversation with Naruto had sparked something. That boy was a powerhouse. He is comparable to Ageha or Amagi.

That also made him dangerous. There were many like him on this world. It was important for me to match them before I finish with this world. If I ever finished. The pink haired girl Sakura caught my interest. She seemed much less bitchy than my sister.

Maybe I should ask her out. It would be fun.

I placed a book mark in my fuinjutsu text book. I had gotten nowhere today. Over ten hours and I doubted I could create the weakest of explosive seals. It was frustrating.

Sipping some coffee. I thought about the multitude of presences behind that door. The seals were just as likely built to keep something out, as it was to keep something in.

I needed to get past that door. My curiosity demanded it. The front door opened and my mother walked in from work.

Chapter end

Leaving it as something of a cliff hanger. What's behind the door. Could it be creatures like psychers or ever the Tavoo. No spoiling it. It won't be an army of mewtwo if that's what you're thinking.

Naruto will see the village as more of a dysfunctional family now. Let's see how that turns out. How will he discipline them?

Review this story needs fuel.